So last Sunday I was all proud of myself because I got up and had enough energy to take a shower, get dressed, put some makeup on and go to Mass. I never get to wear anything but sweats, so I put on a cute dress...a shirtwaist one with a puffy long skirt that falls below the knee.
As I'm climbing the front steps to church an older couple was climbing the steps next to me. The gentleman was at the top of the stairs holding open the door. The woman was slowly walking the steps with me. I figured she was going to to ask me what happened or make sure I didn't fall down the stairs (since I was using both my crutches to get up the stairs).
Instead, when I got to the top of the stairs she leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Honey, your purse was hiking up the back of your dress as you were walking up the stairs and your butt is almost showing. Thought you might want to pull your dress down before walking into church."
Nice. Very nice.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
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