Today is laundry day. Normally, this is no big deal except that the soccer players are here for three days. If the mud all over the carpeting is any indication of what they’ve been playing on, I have a feeling there’s going to be a lot of competition for the one washer and dryer in the laundry room. To get an earlier start on my day, I showered and dressed before going down for coffee. I run into Mark who asks me where I’m going because I’m dressed up.
As any woman will tell you, cause and effect has a lot to do with determining our wardrobe for the day. I only had one bra left. It was black. That meant I had to wear a black top. Since it was the end of my laundry week, the only black top I had clean was a dressy sweater. That determined I couldn’t wear blue jeans, so I put on black casual slacks. Because I’ve lost so much weight the waist was huge. I had to wear the sweater over the pants to cover the waistband. That required a belt because of the style of the sweater. The only belt I have is fortunately a black snake skin cinch. The cowl neck on the
sweater called for a necklace and I had just the right artsy thing to pull it all together. A cougar never knows where love will strike. Even in a laundry room.
This is apparently not the same soccer team as last weekend. The boys are older and as far as I can tell, we still have one old and one new cue stick in residence. We have next weekend to worry about though. Another team is coming. One can only hope their managers will be as concerned about keeping their boys under control as the two here this weekend. Good job, gentlemen.
I’m looking forward to seeing the first part of Deathly Hallows tonight. Yes, I’m one of “those” adults who’s into Harry Potter. I’ve bought every book and movie so far, but couldn’t bring myself to watch the beginning of the end when it hit the theaters. A friend of mine, also a Harry Potter aficionado, brought me his DVD copy to play tonight. Even though I had preordered the book when it came out, it took me almost a year to bring myself to read it. I didn’t want the series to end. Laugh. I dare you.
Time to switch out my winter clothes for summer. You’d have thought I was moving out today by the load of stuff I carried out of the room to bring to storage. My room is exceptionally neat so it’s a wonder how I managed to conceal everything. I felt safe in making the switch. Unlike the last time I tried, I made it snow.
As any woman will tell you, cause and effect has a lot to do with determining our wardrobe for the day. I only had one bra left. It was black. That meant I had to wear a black top. Since it was the end of my laundry week, the only black top I had clean was a dressy sweater. That determined I couldn’t wear blue jeans, so I put on black casual slacks. Because I’ve lost so much weight the waist was huge. I had to wear the sweater over the pants to cover the waistband. That required a belt because of the style of the sweater. The only belt I have is fortunately a black snake skin cinch. The cowl neck on the
sweater called for a necklace and I had just the right artsy thing to pull it all together. A cougar never knows where love will strike. Even in a laundry room.
This is apparently not the same soccer team as last weekend. The boys are older and as far as I can tell, we still have one old and one new cue stick in residence. We have next weekend to worry about though. Another team is coming. One can only hope their managers will be as concerned about keeping their boys under control as the two here this weekend. Good job, gentlemen.
I’m looking forward to seeing the first part of Deathly Hallows tonight. Yes, I’m one of “those” adults who’s into Harry Potter. I’ve bought every book and movie so far, but couldn’t bring myself to watch the beginning of the end when it hit the theaters. A friend of mine, also a Harry Potter aficionado, brought me his DVD copy to play tonight. Even though I had preordered the book when it came out, it took me almost a year to bring myself to read it. I didn’t want the series to end. Laugh. I dare you.
Time to switch out my winter clothes for summer. You’d have thought I was moving out today by the load of stuff I carried out of the room to bring to storage. My room is exceptionally neat so it’s a wonder how I managed to conceal everything. I felt safe in making the switch. Unlike the last time I tried, I made it snow.