We've had (surprise!) kind of a crappy weekend here, but we did manage to get Shef to the birthday party he was scheduled to attend yesterday.
First, I forgot what time the party was to start and consequently had a meltdown in the parking lot of the garden store. But, after we got that out of the way, I determined the time and we were able to shop for plants and get to the party.
Of course, neither Dan nor I took a shower before we left the house. I was wearing the same pants I'd worn for the last three days. Dan was wearing a fifteen-year-old Williams College t-shirt with a hole in the back.
"Geez," he said, after we walked out of the party place. "These parents really dress up for the birthday parties."
It's true that it doesn't take a lot to look okay, but it does seem to take more than we have.
2 comments:
Ai girl, i think you have spend too much time scrubbing crap in your basement. Hope the change of seasons will bring some sunshine and fun weekends to your house!
You guys could totally come visit my place with holy shirts and three day old pants and you will fit right in! John just does not know how to throw a T-shirt away ;-p
Our standards have been especially low lately.
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