Okay … so I find that when you TELL someone NOT to do something. They usually do it. If you are a guy and reading this right now, I’m talking just to you. Trust me – this isn’t some reverse psych test or even a … “I SAY don’t read this but I really WANT you to read this” chick thing. Truly. You have been warned.
Ladies. I’m sitting down, eating my Amy’s pesto bowl, drinking my Bogle petite sirah and watching Kung Fu Panda. Why you ask? because today I had a bad hair day, tight pant day AND I wore pink socks with my brown ankle boots.
Now … my theory on the sock/boot issue was that I would be standing a lot today – thus my tight pants would go down past the ankle boot top and cover the pink socks – no one would know. In Theory. Which was a good theory until I got in my car and started to drive to work. That’s when I realized, my tight pants ride up even past the sock top …. which is higher then the ankle boot top …. which … is ok in the car where no one sees you, but not ok when you sit at your desk, go out to lunch, sit at a client’s office or even a fellow co-worker’s office.
I tried to pass it off as a fashion forward thing but when I was out to lunch with my friend she pleasantly said “oh. well. you’ve got a colorful personality.” That wasn’t good.
So as I’m sitting here typing this…. I’m also obsessing why back-from-Iraq-who-I’ve-known-for-9-years-but-not-really-cuz-we-just-met-up-again-with-an-8-year-absense-JAG-hottie hasn’t called me. I mean when you meet up with people for a unbelieveable 3rd time in your life in chance and totally random circumstance AND in different cities …. that means something right? yea … I know .. it just means I need to get out more. ugh ….
So no more hot tubs – (except for tonight) and things are gonna CHANGE around here. No more pink socks with brown boots. It’s unacceptable. Unless I’m in a natural disaster or something and the only thing left that I can wear are my brown boots with pink socks. Then I’d have to go with that – because I would then be blessed to even HAVE pink socks and brown boots.
While typing this I’ve been playing the movie kung fu panda and I totally don’t even know what’s going on… I think Jack Black is the panda and he was just confirmed by some turtle as “the one” … and now it’s a Jack Black improv session… or is it the panda… I don’t know.
So … sorry this post isn’t better … and kind of boring … but maybe this picture will help you and be a reward for reading this mindless rambling.

Cheers to hottie men in uniforms!
Jennifer











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