what she is wearing…again

Is there really anything more important than knowing what a woman, or a girl, was wearing? Because leggings on the plane offends. Obviously it offends much, much more than a guy boarding a plane wearing a t-shirt and shorts, with nothing under said shorts. Guys, you complain about our wearing yoga pants or leggings anywhere, especially if we are over age 20 or 110 pounds but trust me, dressed like that on a plane, in the coffee shop, at our friendly, neighborhood Safeway, at our kids’ school, and pretty much anywhere else is a big, fat eewww!

Dress codes, it seems, serve a purpose. Serving on jury duty here in San Joaquin County, I was mildly amused that the jury summons explains what is acceptable attire in a court room. The fact that they have to state no pajama pants means someone thought it was perfectly acceptable to wear pajama pants to Superior Court.  As for that United flight, while the young GIRLS were barred from boarding on their United employees and family pass because their attire was against United employees pass dress code, the adult male they were traveling with was allowed to board wearing a t-shirt and shorts  – gawd I hope that he was wearing underwear under said shorts! Unfortunately, dress codes also seem to focus overwhelmingly on what females wear as opposed to what males wear; which might possibly explain why dad’ shorts were acceptable “business attire” and the girls leggings were not. It’s policy, y’all. Leggings are inappropriate on a United flight when traveling with an employee pass.

We see your point, United.

And because prom season is coming upon us all, let us remember the importance of dress codes for high school formals. How else is one going to define a “good girl”?  Daniel will be graduating Middle School in two months and soon enough we shall be receiving similar dress guidelines that will expect boys to wear nice slacks, a button down shirt and optional tie under their graduation gowns. His female classmates will have a much longer list of fashion don’ts teaching the young teens that yes, what matters most is what she is wearing or how she wears her hair rather than what she does or says.

So it seems…still…in 2017.

dress like a woman, a how-to guide

President Donald Trump is known to be very critical of one’s physical appearances, and he has apparently taken that trait with him into the White House. In a new report released Thursday, Trump said male staffers should wear ties and women must “dress like women”.

So dress like women….hmmm…how does one dress like women?

Step 1: Be a woman.

Step 2: Put on any article of clothing.

CONGRATULATIONS!

You are now dressed like a woman.

It’s just that easy.

 

 

grandgirl treats

When your 4 year old grand daughter invites you to sit down you do. You talk about art and unicorns and the fact that she is soon going to school and also that her headband game is super strong today.

Fierce even.

She looks up to agree with you, as 4 year old grand daughters do, and notices your hands…your nails.

Mima, I need to paint your nails.

So you agree.

It’s absolutely true that I could not possibly do a better job than Fallon.

Have I shared with y’all lately how magical grand daughters are?

I’m still not sure how I feel about the fact that they are growing up much too fast.

putting up with the rain

Remember when I bought myself a sweet pair of rain boots and predicted the possible end of El Niño? Sometimes I hate it when I am mostly right because given the bright, sunshine-y days and the fact that my favorite son put away his jeans and sweat pants and pulled out his shorts, it would seem that our El Niño sputtered and faltered…

Until Friday and the beginning of our Spring Break.

Extended forecast promises rain and rain and thunderstorms and more rain all but one day this Spring Break. Perhaps I didn’t break El Niño after all. A good thing, a very good thing. But looks like once again our Spring Break plans are spoiled. It’s okay. Expert juggler that I am sure we can find alternative fun Spring Break things to do…added bonus is I’ll get to wear my sweet rain boots.

The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain.
~ Dolly Parton

I basically can’t live without

You know you did very well in gifting when your child shares with her nearly 10K followers on her business Instagram account  that which you gifted her.

Seriously, this bag is pretty awesome. All the more awesome is her Pinterest board because she really is hard to shop for sometimes. Of course, she gets it from her mama! But this last year I gifted her well. Thank you Pinterest and Hollie pinning all the things.

I just might need a bag like this because, like my darling daughter, and pretty much anyone, there is absolutely a bunch of shit I basically can’t live without.

  1. like my favorite face wash because the oil slick that is my face keeps waiting for the dry, flaky, crepe-y skin that is all part of the joy that is menopause. Sure it might feel like a certain body fluid, as someone I know compared it to, but it works very well for me…and that is all that matters.
  2. Sunscreen! All the sunscreen because ginger girl problems are real.
  3. This lip balm because more sunscreen and because I am always licking my lips so why bother with heavy lip color?
  4. My latest favorite Acoustic Chill playlist on Spotify because the drive to work is too stupid and too real

    Honestly!
  5. My old, well-worn, gray sweater I got from Costco years ago.
  6. Eyeglass cleaner because the glasses I wear every waking moment are always smudged and dirty and I just might be obsessed about cleaning those glasses of mine.
  7. This whiteboard calendar which just might be ridiculous if I were to carry it in a bag.

    Then again, I am not the only one living under The Big Top who basically can not live without it which is why everything and everyone on the calendar is color coded.
  8. My blackout curtains because I am Vampira, the night shift nurse.
  9. Coffee, nectar of all the nurses.
  10. My Amazon Prime account
  11. Dental floss. I blame my dentist for lecturing me about gum disease while deep cleaning for what has become an addiction.
  12. My cameras…Canon 60D and iPhone because I am indeed the Mamarazzi
  13. My favorite pen…don’t ask to borrow it…ever.
  14. My Moleskine notebook
  15. a bottle of Coke Zero, just one, for my lunch break at work
  16. My ASU ball cap to hide the epic bedhead when I take my son to school in the morning. Not that my son’s principal would ever call me out for the bedhead or the pajama pants I might be wearing (if I’m not wearing scrubs) because she isn’t nearly as judge-y as Kate Chisholm and because at least I am wearing a bra. There’s that!
  17. My Caffeine and Kilos ball cap for when I can’t find my ASU cap.
  18. A good bra.
  19. My water bottle. I blame Jodie and my membranes rupturing at 26 weeks while pregnant with her for my ALWAYS carrying a water bottle and ALWAYS drinking all the water.
  20. A Sharpie marker…you never know when you need to mark something permanently.
  21. Altoids, you are very welcome Day Shift!
  22. My Asics
  23. My favorite Scünci hair ties…they are discontinued which would explain why I am hoarding them.
  24. My favorite hair clip because thick hair can be a problem, even thinning, menopausal, thick hair. But hurray for the fact that my hair is long enough 20 months after my latest pixie cut to twist up into an undo with my favorite hair clip…it’s the little things that make me happiest, really.
  25. Scarves…I have no idea how many I have. That might be a problem. But who cares because I basically can’t live without them.

What shit that you basically can’t live without would you stuff that duffel bag with.