Last night I had a dream about ~Jennifer and I was telling her about my neighbor. She actually rolled her eyes a double whammy when I told her this story:
I was grilling a rack of ribs for dinner last night wearing my sporty little black skirt (it hits right above the knee and is cotton draw-string) with my light blue close fit Wonder Woman t-shirt. I had my black flip flops on. My neighbor approached me while grilling to see how her daughter was doing, who was playing up in my Girl's room.
"Are you letting your hair grow out again?" She asked.
"I don't know," I said, "maybe. It was short last year and now it is growing out again, yeah."
She looked me up and down. "You look.....casual."
I didn't respond. What do you say to that? And furthermore, what does that mean?
I looked just fine to me, I guess.
What's wrong with that?
I guess I should have commented to her that she has been wearing the literal same outfit for five days now (she lost her job or quit it so I have been seeing her every day since) and at least I have some stinking variety no matter how casual. It is stifling hot and she is wearing jeans and a quarter length sleeved cotton black sweater. Real dressy.
What gives, my friends?
Since she has been home from work she has been rapping at my door every day wanting to let her girl play. Yesterday she came over for a few hours and I had to do my routine run of the library in the afternoon and asked the neighbor girl to go home. Then I thought, I bet her mommy is sleeping, so I should call her and see if it is ok if the girl comes along. I don't know what I was thinking. The neighbor girl high tails it home, comes back in a flash and I say, "Is your mom asleep?"
She nods yes. She never talks and I personally don't like the girl. She is mean to my girl.
"Did you talk to her?"
She nods yes. Come on. I give my neighbor a ring. No answer.
Great. I am stuck with her kid no matter what. The chick is asleep.
So I took her and the whole clan.
Right after my run yesterday morning is when the neighbor brought her girl here. I was sitting at the computer, cooling off. I heard her wrap at the sliding glass door at the back of the house. I decided to ignore it. She did it again. Then she did what is the unthinkable in my mind and went to the window and started knocking really hard on it. It was a sound that made me jump to my feet.
I opened the glass door.
"Oh, you are here," she said.
"Can she play?"
"Go on in, she is upstairs." I said to the girl. She ran in.
The woman looks me up and down (she does that a lot). "You were working out?"
"I didn't see you through the window."
"No, I just finished five minutes or so ago."
Save me, people. Jennifer, would you roll your eyes under these conditions?
In a bit I will update this post with a picture of my outfit. Maybe me in my outfit. It really is not so bad.