I’ve been in my pajamas for a week. I’ve had a horrible sinus infection, the kids have passed around a cold and it’s just been “one of those days” for several days in a row. Earlier this week, I took Aubrey to school and was forced to go grocery shopping because we had no milk, cereal, bread, peanut butter, sandwich meat OR formula. I was checking out when I realized I wasn’t wearing a bra.
I realized if I was sick enough to go to Wal-Mart without a bra, it was time to seek medical intervention. (For the sinus infection, not the bralessness.)
My wonderfully sweet, new BFF Kathryn (Heeeey, Girl!) , volunteered to keep Sadie and looked up phone numbers for me so I could get in to see a doctor as soon as possible. I went to the doctor (after going home to put on a bra, thankyouverymuch. Didn’t want him getting to first base at our very first meeting!) and scored some antibiotics.
All of that to say this: today was the first day in SEVERAL days that I fixed my hair and put on makeup. I was feeling pretty cute in jeans, a brown t-shirt and my white down vest with faux fur trimming the hood.
I walked into the kitchen to gather up supplies for running errands and Aubrey said, “OH, MOMMA! You look so cute!” I smiled as she reached up to touch the fur on my hood. “That is SO adorable! It looks just like a raccoon!”