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What I’m Thinking
So, my mom called me this month to warn me that she and my dad were coming to visit and “bringing the pickup.” Where I’m from, that is code for “We’re bringing a load of your crap to your house.” Folks, I’m almost 44-years old. I haven’t lived with my parents for over 20 years. My husband and I have owned three houses in that time and moved four times. Each time we moved, my parents showed up with a vehicle full of stuff of mine from their house. I don’t know how I could possibly have anymore stuff there.
Anyway, when they showed up, there were a couple of gems in the load. The dress from my junior prom and a dress I wore to several weddings and special occasions when I was in high school. So I thought, “What the heck!” and tried them on. Got both of them on. The special occasion dress fit totally–a little snug in the chest but it zipped completely and was doable. The prom dress fit except for the fact that when the zipper reached my rib cage it wouldn’t go any further. Not bad for 26 years and three babies.
Earlier this month I had a similar experience when searching my closet for semi-formal attire for an ordination ceremony I was attending. The only thing I had that was remotely close was the skirt suit I wore to my high school graduation 25 years ago–size 12. If it hadn’t been peach, I might have seriously considered it an option. But for kicks, I tried it on. Got the skirt over my hips, but alas, three babies prevented it from zipping all the way. No worries! I ran down to Target and picked up a cute little dress in a medium!
Never mind the photobombing dog in my after pictures this month. She was waiting to go for a run with me.