Thursday, February 11, 2010

Broken Fashion Plate

You can tell I'm having a difficult week because of the way I dressed today to take the kids to school. I wore my old Costco pajama top beneath my coat, the one I've been wearing since Tuesday. That's something I would never usually do. Usually, when I wear my pajamas out in public, they're no more than 24 hours old.

Take Monday, for example. The pajamas I wore to sign my children up for school for next year, at the first-come-first-served registration place, were less than 12 hours old. I think that's some kind of record. I even wore underwear underneath them, and I would have pulled on pants, too, had my much-more-awake-than-me mother not scream-whispered, "Don't get dressed! Just GO!" in my ear. She knew; she had run all the way from the school to my apartment, because my cellphone was off and I slept right through my ringing landline. I had set my alarm for 6:30 so that I could relieve my wonderful parents at 7, who were doing the early shift waiting in line. Lo and behold, registration started early, and now my mom doesn't need to have a stress test for quite awhile. She is clearly in better shape than me, because I ran the same distance, and I still feel like I've been hit by a Mack truck.

It was worth it, though. We got about 90% of the schedule we wanted. Bottom line is, WE GOT IN. Chalk one up for the little guy. Actually, the little guys.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

You make me sooo happy by writing with such humor and honesty! I look forward to reading your continuing story. Keep blogging!

3:40 PM  
Blogger Arabella said...

Awww...wait a minute, that's you, isn't it, Mom? Eh, who cares--a nice comment is a nice comment. Thank you!

3:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Outed by my own daughter!!
The sentiment is true, nonetheless!

11:24 AM  
Blogger JB said...

Ha ha. That's very sweet. Mums are great. Oh, and congratulations on getting in! Keep up the good work :)

5:53 PM  

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