Dress Code Violation

I shed my work day like a snakeskin. Within sixty seconds of hitting the door my work clothes come off. It's not as if my office has some draconian dress code that includes skirts and pantyhose.

(Hell, I pretty much give myself a jeans day every Friday!)

No, for me the shedding has more to do with stripping off the work day. It's a physical letting go and sinking into the comfort and routine of home.



But let's be honest; this time of year usually finds me going from work clothes straight to pajama pants. They're just so comfy.








I mean for the lova’ God it's, cold, dark and snowy. Don't I deserve a little flannel with an elastic waist?






Chances are I'm in for the night and if you happen to stop by? I don't give a rats ass.







However this winter I've taken to entertaining in my PJs.










Hell, I've taken to going to other peoples homes in my PJs.








Last week we were headed to my parents’ house for dinner. I’d been on autopilot when I got home from work and already had my pajamas on. I wondered aloud if my mother would mind my showing up for DINNER in my pajamas. The Saint simply shrugged and said, “You don’t actually SLEEP in them, so they’re not REALLY pajamas, they’re HOUSE PANTS!”

HOUSE PANTS! Is it any wonder I love that man?!

Things Precious Oldest did over Christmas Break

Hid the baby Jesus 72 times.

Decided all gift bows must be worn



Decided her mother must wear gift bows too



Made her mother read a Christmas bedtime story



Put out cookies and eggnog for Santa



Made fun of her mother's ass while she was digging gifts out from under the tree



Finished her t-shirt quilt

Yeah, all the rest of that stuff was just to show you how cute the quilt turned out!

Shopaholic

Last Friday ( a week ago, yes I have been busy and ignoring things over here) I had a luncheon which produced a fairly massive fashion emergency the morning of. I had an outfit in mind but while I was doing my hair I had a "better" idea. It went like this:

1. Put on (sleeveless) dress and cardigan.
2. Hate it.
3. Put on different cardigan.
4. Hate it too.
5. Revert to original outfit - also (sleeveless) dress and cardigan
6. Hate it more.
7. Pull out two skirts, four additional cardigans and a smattering of camisoles.
8. Lather, rinse, repeat steps 1 to 4.
9. Give up and leave for office twenty minutes late in boring black skirt, boring white cardigan over boring black camisole.
10. After trying on and discarding three shoe options before settling on a black patent pump.
11. Only consolation truly fab necklace thrown on at last minute in desperate attempt to not cry.

Let me just say that my bedroom looked as though my closet had thrown up its contents over every available surface.

When we awoke on Saturday to yet another rainy, cold and dreary day I conned Precious Youngest into going shopping with me. Can I just say that for a bunch of girls the Precious Daughters and I are not big shoppers? We adore clothes, shoes, bags, the works - but actual the shopping? Meh.

Anyhoodle we spent about four hours IN A MALL. You have no idea how bizarre and disturbing that is. BUT, with a little help I got some new things to throw in the mix and hopefully prevent any other emergencies of the type experienced last week. Behold:

Gray, tropical weight wool pencil skirt - Ann Taylor - marked down to $39.99

Cardigans, pink and gray - Talbot's - marked down to $33.99

Raspberry tank with sparkly sequins and fun scarf (not marked down - shush) Ann Taylor Loft.

Not to worry, Precious Youngest scored several items too, including the same tank but in Navy. I came back with just enough new pieces to mix and match with existing pieces that I haven't been late to work once this week!

Done any shopping lately?