I looked pretty good today when I was heading into town. I had on a blue tank top and a sassy white skirt with black flowers on it, a swirly layered number that makes me giddy with joy. (Jesus, I am such a chick sometimes….) Off to town I was, no kids, just me and my list of approximately 42378463785 things to do.
I was hungry though.
So I stopped in at the local bakery for one of their YUMMY Thai wraps. It was really busy down there, the ferry traffic is at it’s height right now. I got out of my car, sauntered over to bakery to wait in line, and lo and behold to my horror, but not only horror, to my self-deprecating amusement too, I saw my rear end reflection in the window.
Yeah. My skirt was all tucked up in my undies.
I did it. I finally did it. I flashed my behind to everyone there.
All I can say is, thank God I wasn’t wearing granny panties.