Shimmey, Shimmey Undie Pants

Moms, been too long since you've bought the basics for yourself? Well, that's the pickle I found myself in the other night. I was meeting girlfriends for dinner sans kids about a mile from my house. Wanting to drink and burn some calories before I stuffed my self I decided to walk. I threw off the cargo shorts and t-shirts I had been wearing all day, hey it's not always a track suit, and started walking. About a mile from my house I realized there was a problem. I had my worn out, white cotton granny panties on and they were falling off.

This first happened when I started to lose my baby weight. A great sign that I was dropping pounds. Well, no L-B's have been shed lately so I knew I had worn out undies. If I turned back I would be late, so I treked on. But I had to either hold the sides of panties up or every few feet pull them up, a problem since I was walking on a busy street, or sort of waddle. Needless to say, my progress was slow. Several times I felt the panties starting to get dangerously close to the hemline of my A-line dress. Once when this happened I came along a crew of Hispanic men who were redoing a sidewalk. I smiled and said, "Good evening" hoping they wouldn't think less of me when I hitched up my giddy up. Not the most dignified moment, but better than dropping trow in front of them. Had I come across an old fashion phone booth I would have pulled a superman and pulled the underwear off, but no such luck.

Because of my waddle, I was quite late to my dinner. Along my walk I thought about this issue and realized it had been more than a year since I had bought a pair of underpants or a bra. Why do I neglect these? I have bought make up, I think even a car, and certainly shoes, oh, we just bought a house, but not a few cotton panties which I could have gotten, um, let's see, anywhere. Am I the only one who neglects the fineries?