Friday, May 18, 2012

Peanuts and Crackerjacks

It's going to be 88 degrees Farenheit tomorrow AND we're going to the Cubs game (it's a night game).  What is God's name do I wear?  Think now........ imagine a blue whale trying to play dress up....... any ideas? 

This is not MTV's Rock 'N Jock softball challenge featuring the Bricklayers versus the Idiots.  This is real life and I have no cute clothes.  Not typically high maintenance, I often find myself staring at the few measily maternity items in the closet-- and can't decide what to wear.  I have work clothes and then Chris' sweatpants.  No sundresses or ANYTHING ideal for an 88 degree summer night.





Is an oversized Cubs jersey acceptable as a makeshift tunic?  If so, I could rock some leggings (a prego chic's best friend) and a pair of flippie floppies.


Let's hope I don't sweat through my boat tarp underpants and make a scene.  Chris will then divorce me on the grounds of "Embarassment."

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