For me it is sweats, socks, and disheveled hair. I don't know what it is about today. I got up at 4:30, made Buck's lunch, and had a cup of decaf and an open faced cheese sandwich. Then KABOOM I don't know what happened to my will power.
"Ah, a pear," I said. "That would be a good snack" and it was but. . . .
Before ten o'clock I had finished the last of the Pepsi ~ mixed with the last of the ice cream for a float ~ accompanied by Pringles (gotta have the salty with the sweet) and THEN I remembered I have Girl Scout cookies hidden in the house. I ate almost a whole box of Samoas!!!!
Okay, that's it, end of confession. I feel better. Thanks for reading.
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:-) Oh mom...I think your outfit was very appropriate for your party...Now, get up, get dressed and get away from that party! (I agree with the sweet and salty part.)
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