Hello readers, I am getting even more tired of this heat. I must admit that there has been a reprieve the last few days and nights though. Not a lot of news to report that I have not already beaten to death. HOT weather, goofy people and bad choices in clothing. That reminds me, when did it become "in" to stretch a form fitting top or dress over a pregnant tummy? Don't get me wrong, being preggers is nothing to hide or be ashamed of any more. We don't live in the Victorian age and need to hide the fact that women carry children. With that said could someone explain to me the need for a woman to show of the baby bump with the tightest fitting item of clothing she can possibly stretch over her middle? I for one, and probably the only one, do not find that at all attractive.
When I was preggers a very long 38 years ago, I was huge. My little "Heavyweight" came to the weigh in at 9 lbs. 13.5 oz. Now that was a baby bump. I can not imagine what I would have looked like wearing a tight top. Okay, I have said it and I feel better.
Last Friday the 13th. was my 60th. birthday. That might explain the attitude. If that is so, I must change. Why you ask, because of my experience on my birthday. I had made reservations to a luncheon for my BFF and I at a nice restaurant. It was by reservation only and assigned seating. The lunch and program was being presented by a local newspaper columnist and looked like a fun time. The seating was to begin at 12:00 noon. We got there about ten till noon to find lines of over perfumed, lipsticked and bad dye job women and some men. OMG! My friend and I decided right there to slap each other if we ever looked and smelled like that. Perfume should be an ever so slight scent, not a wall of smell. For the most part it was a nice group of 300 people. It was the pushing and shoving to get to the front of the line that began to piss me off. It's reserved seating kids, what's the hurry. Oh I forgot that at 60 I was one of the younger people at the event. Perhaps they felt they wouldn't make it to dinner. One older fella and his wife, companion, date or whatever pushed their way to the front of the line and then proceeded to tell the host what a bad job he had done planning the event. The young man who had planned the event was ever so gracious and kind to the old fart.
This brings me to my point,yes there is a point. Just because you get old why do you have to be so a rude and grumpy. Okay I'll stop with this. Dress how you want, look how you will. It is none of my business, but STOP BEING SO DARN RUDE! If your children acted like this you would spank them or at least give them a good talking to.
At least I have a plan in place with my BFF. Because we have been BFF's since 1959 we know each other well and will say, "If I ever do that, look like that, smell like that or talk like that then you just slap me. Its mutual between us. I think we will have to Thelma and Louise out of this world together.
Have a good day @ a time. :) not:(
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