Take today, for example.
This text string was preceded by a discussion of the proper Spanish translation for "guinea pig", recipes for cooking guinea pig and an admonition by me to leave my guinea pig the hell alone.
Ronda: Looking forward to seeing you guys today. I pulled my fancy watch out of the bank safe deposit box to look more professional.
Maria: Wait, is this a fancy thing? Like, I wasn't wearing sweats but do I need to wear a dress?
Ronda: LOL. No, it's like a brunch with grandma attire.
Maria: Ok. They sent us Reeboks to wear so I figured it was not suits/ ball gowns.
Ronda: I'm wearing Reeboks. I have like a Serena Williams look going.
Maria: Good, because my ball gown is at the cleaners.
Me: Since I am in fact a grandma, whatever I wear is grandma attire by definition. I'm going in footie pajamas - with Reeboks over them, of course.
Maria: Damn it. Now I have to change so we're not twinning.
Jenn: What the heck are you guys doing?
Me: We're going to some Reebok lunch. Do you own any granny attire? Oh, wait, that's what you wear to work - ha ha . You can borrow my Reeboks. And I thought you were in Oregon.
Jenn (who is inexplicably not in Oregon): No, I'm cleaning my house, smart alec - bring me free shoes.
Me: What color?
Jenn: Not ugly.
(Since "not ugly" is not a color, it is evident why Jenn teaches history and not art.)
Julia (who is in Calculus class): I don't know what we're talking about but free shoes - sign me up!
|Maria's Personal Stylist, Age Almost 8|
Ronda: She wears dresses with sneakers.
Maria: Too late. You're not the only one with a stylist, Ronda.
.... and those are just our texts when we're getting dressed in the morning.
|We finally managed to get dressed and out the door.|
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