Hear ye, hear ye! By the power vested in me by no one in particular, I declare today National Put-Your-Pants-On-Backward Day! I awoke this morning to discover the long johns I was wearing were on the wrong way. This may not seem like something to be concerned about, but since they were my husband’s long johns, I had a distinct draft out back. Kind of like an old fashioned body-suit styles with the back flap.
I put said long johns on yesterday afternoon, having a sinus headache and deciding to call it a jammie day. Not only did I wear them for several waking hours, but I also used the facilites on more than one occasion. Still I didn’t notice.
And my family….ahhh, my family….neglected to mention to me that I was wearing backward pants. I saw them snicker, oh yes I did, and whisper among themselves–but I just couldn’t figure out the problem.
At this stage in my life, (creeping slowly into 40), I didn’t think I’d have issues with deciding what way to wear pants. Obviously, I was mistaken.
Creeping slowly into 40?? Bahahahahaha! 40 doesn’t creep anywhere woman, it body slams you!