FASHION SHOW

1-24-10...MY FASHION SHOW

I got up at 5:30 this morning. I woke and couldn't go back to sleep so just got up and turned my coffee on. I thought , well I have plenty of time to get ready for Church so I can just relax with my coffee for a while. I was feeling good about this since I usually can't seem to get myself ready any more without scurrying around like a lost goose.
Before I knew it I had dwaddled around till I was going to have to hurry to get there on time. Now let me tell you my hurrying days are long gone. They left town around the age of 50. I couldn't see how in the world I had messed around from 5:30 AM till almost 8AM.
Well now I needed to get in high gear but I stripped that one about the time my hurrying days went south. I've only got low gear now and it needs fluid to go.
I started trying to get myself dressed. I always lay out my clothes when I'm going somewhere like that so I wont have to look for things. I had a brown velveteen skirt, beige sweater, and my brown brushed leather boots, slip, bra, the works laid out there in sequence to how I would put them on. I put runners in my last pair of good hose but that didn't matter, the skirt is long and they wont show. So far so good. Next came my slip then the skirt. Well in the first place that dang thing seemed to have shrunk a size. Good Grief! No problem I'll just zip it up and not button it at the top. I stepped in to it and pulled it up to my waist and proceeded to zip it up. Half way to the top it stuck and wouldn't go down or up. I got my pliers and forced that sucker on up. I turned to get my blouse and looked down at my belly hanging out of that skirt. Well good grief! That durn zipper is stripped out just like my brain is. I started to pull it down and the zipper catch was hung at the top. It was tight and there was no way I was gonna get that skirt down over my hips and belly. I got my scissors and proceeded to cut the blasted thing loose. Never seen such thick material in my life. I finally got myself chopped out of that thing and noticed that I had cut through the skirt and the slip. Good Gravy no wonder it was so hard to cut. I finally got out of that thing and started digging around for another skirt. I pulled out a red and black plaid skirt and put it on with no problem. I got my black boots to sub for the brown ones which I didn't think would match the skirt I had on. I put my blouse and my boots on and had to grab my things and run to the car.
By Golly I got there with 10 minutes to spare and there I was in my red & black skirt, brown patterned blouse and brown boots. No wait a minute, my brown boot and my black boot. I stood in the middle of the floor in the foyer and did a fashion show for a bunch of people. I strutted my stuff by golly. Turned around twice so they could get the full effect. They all burst out laughing and I was giggling till tears were running . Heck I wasn't gonna wait till somebody noticed my attire and thought I was just an old senile woman who didn't know the difference. Nope! I told my story and everyone got a laugh. Even a two year old little boy that had no idea what he was laughing about. They all know me well and one girl asked me if I really didn't know how I was dressed. Heck no Honey I really didn't. NOPE