Evan (my baby) had his 8th grade graduation, they called it a "celebration", tonight.
You know I don't fit the stepford mold, but OH MY GOD I spotted another outsider sitting nearby. She was a fellow outsider but nothing like me. I considered trying to take a discreet shot with my little point and shoot, but I chickened out. I will however, describe instead. It starts at the bottom. Leopard print patent leather ballet slippers. A word tattoo I could not read on her right ankle and on her left leg she had a tattoo vine that wrapped around the front of her foot twice then around the back and up half way to her knee. Then she had on some kind of knit mini dress in brown and black herringbone checks with spaghetti straps. I guess the straplessness of her dress wasn't enough to keep the unstepford mom cool though because the gym was sweltering and the unstepford mom spread her legs and fanned herself up between the legs. It was more than I could bare. How can a woman such as myself view such a late night television comedic moment and not do anything about it? It wasn't easy. Probably if I wasn't trying to talk myself out of swooning from the sauna like temperatures in the gym I might have made a movie on my cell phone.
I happened to sit down near wildmom's husband, and I got to sit next to wildmom, but then I realized that peanut and B were there too and I was disappointed that I hadn't planned better beforehand and arranged for all of my babes to sit together. Whatever. The people sweating near me all smelled freshly bathed, so it wasn't such a big deal.
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