Gentlemen Readers…you may want to skip this one. 😉
So, I went shopping with the kids today to do the obligatory back to school underwear/cami/bra shopping so that my darlings are well-outfitted under as well as over. And I’m home and taking labels off and thinking, “When is the last time I got new underwear?” I couldn’t remember. I remember throwing away a pair of holey undies last week because “God Forbid” I had to go to the hospital unexpectedly, I wouldn’t want to be embarrassed. I remember snipping a chunk of mangled, knotted up elastic that was hanging down and tickling my leg and making me think I had a spider crawling in my pants. I remember that some of my undies used to be pretty with lovely little prints on them before the color was Cloroxed out of them. But I don’t remember the last time I actually took the time to buy myself a new supply of underwear. Wait…wait…..yes I do. I bought those big ol’ ugly cotton preggo underwear back when I was pregnant for Little Girl. Does that count? Maybe I’m alone in this…unusual in the world of women, but somehow I doubt it.
So, when did I stop caring? I deserve new underwear too, don’t I? It’s not like I can’t afford them….I guess I just haven’t made it a priority in a very, very long time.
So, here’s a new challenge Ladies….and this one has nothing to do with photos. (In fact, please do NOT send us photos of your purchases! lol) Go out this weekend and splurge on some new undergarments for yourselves. Buy pretty ones, silky ones, sexy ones. I’m going to…I bet it will make us feel good all under. Might even do our souls a little bit of good. A little bit of new and pretty that we need not share with anyone (*ahem* unless you want to of course.) Consider it a symbolic gesture—a reminder to care for yourselves as much as you care for others. So enjoy your little personal excursion, and may the lace be with you.




