The other day, on a whim, I put on a denim button-down top with my yoga pants. It's about 15 years old and has some stains.
(Which by the way, isn't yoga pants just a nice, new way of saying stretchy pants or sweatpants? Wearing sweatpants no longer really implies you are exercising, does it? It just means you're lazing about. If you say yoga pants there is an implication you might be doing some yoga at some point today.
By the way, my dad would call all of them easy pants. I like that).
Anyhew, I'm in my old faded, stained denim top and Aliza looks at me strangely, and says "why are you dressed all fancy?"
So apparently I need to mix it up a little more.
In other news, I got a great deal on this Fire Station tent and as expected, the three musketeers love it. Which is good, since it takes up most of the living room.
"I don't need AJ, I'l just push all the buttons and see if the Wiggles video plays." |
1 comment:
I call 'em work pajamas!
http://stephanieinsuburbia.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-which-i-confess-it-must-be.html
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