Most of the time.
The other day my middle daughter was chatting with me while folding her laundry. She mentioned that it had been a while since she'd done laundry, giving a completely logical reason as to why she was folding TWENTY-FIVE pairs of underwear.
TWENTY-FIVE. Nice pairs. Not an "emergency" pair in the bunch. Adorable, lacy little nothings. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. (As a visual aid, I've added a representative photo from Victoria's Secret) Now many of you might be saying: "Twenty-five pairs? Big deal. I've got fifty in the drawer at home." To those of you saying this, I say "Pfft! I have nothing to say to you other than turn in your Mother Martyr card immediately."
But wait. There's more.
She came home from work (she works at an upscale-ish department store) on Friday with TEN. More. Pairs!
Seriously. I'm so not kidding.
Now, I know I'm from New England, am thrifty, practical, pragmatic and all that, but honestly? It's clearly time to go shopping.
She came home from work (she works at an upscale-ish department store) on Friday with TEN. More. Pairs!
Seriously. I'm so not kidding.
Now, I know I'm from New England, am thrifty, practical, pragmatic and all that, but honestly? It's clearly time to go shopping.
3 comments:
"mother martyr card" heh heh--ain't it the truth!
Funny--I was just thinking similar thoughts about underwear lately. Must be a "woman of a certain age" thing . . .
Oh dear Lord. That's a lot of panties! I thought I had a few too many since I have my regular ones and then the...uh...."monthly" ones. So much cash on an item no one sees...mostly no one. :)
I would rather spend the money on shoes!
What can I say to this except;Girls night out shopping for pretty panties date on the calendar looooong over due!! My 4.5 pair are at least 3 years old and sorely lycra dimimished.
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