Monday, April 2, 2007

No Panty Monday

I got up at 5:10AM this morning to join Esmerelda at the gym for spinning class. Last year we did it all the time, but then we moved and that extra 10 minutes at that hour of the morning was just too much, I can’t get back home in time for Gman to make it to work and I had to get up that much earlier. Without the kids this week I decided I’d make a go of it. A hard workout in the morning is like no shot of caffeine I’ve ever had. It gives me a healthy high to start the day. So, anticipating that I’d be stumbling out of the house this morning I packed my gym bag, my lunch bag, and my laptop bag and went to bed thinking I was totally prepared.

I got to the gym, waved at Es who was so excited to see me. And I her, and, bonus I got a glimpse of hot gym guy, I can confirm he is in fact cute and personally I think they’d make a really cute couple. If his running conversation was any indication I’d say, he’s shy but into her J After class I went to stretch and do crunches. The class was great, I forgot how much I’ve missed it, I’m hoping I can figure out how to squeeze it in once a week and pray that it might help with my sleep issues.

So, after all is said and done I head for the locker room—no panties. Crap, I know I got them out, either they didn’t make them into the bag or Gman lifted them trying to be funny. Double crap, no hair product. Then the big topper, no deodorant. And, not such a big deal but a bummer, no jewelry. Crap, crap, crap. So, I got ready with my minimalist supplies, a bit stunned by the beauty accoutrements all around me. Full shower baskets, flat irons, make-up bags as big as my head. I was sure they had deodorant, panties and plenty o’ hair product. Of course, one would never know about the panties given that one woman went through her whole routine buck freaking naked in the middle of the locker room. Eventually she put a towel on the bottom half while she dried her hair admiring her naked boobies in the mirror.

I did manage to get dressed, pantyhose will have to do today. I found some hairspray in the van and managed to get my hair into an acceptable state. Thank goodness there is a grocery store right around the corner, I headed over there to pick up some deodorant and while I was at it some carrots. So now I’ve got anti-stink in my desk drawer for just such an occasion should it arise again (and it will!). Now I feel like I can take on the world!

Grown Up Dinner

Last night we had our favorite grown-up couple over for dinner. We ate at the actual dining room table and had grown up conversation, no interruptions, no spills, who knew?! They are my marriage mentors, they are definitely two halves of a whole. Watching them interact with each other, back each other up, and play off each others strengths is a good lesson in how to be happily married. If it wasn’t enough that they are such great people, they love kids, and our kids have been lucky enough to have a little of that love. They have been stand-ins for the grandparents since ours are so far away, attending the preschool Christmas show, “special friends day” at Kindergarten and don’t forget teaching them in Sunday School. Last night was a good reminder of how blessed we are to have such special people in our lives. We are so far from home but have a support system that I would never have imagined. So, if you are reading today—thanks for everything!


Esmerelda said...

Sorry about your disaster, but having you in class again AND cute gym guy (which I noticed you promoted to 'hot') was just more than I could handle.

Sorry you'd forgotten things, but going commando every now and again is healthy and freeing.

Much love to the mentor couple. They are just so freakin' cool.

g-man said...

Bummer babe. I have a can-o-stink-spray in my cube for just such emergencies. With regard to the other, I don't mind telling you that I'm a little turned on though ;)

I too enjoy our friends for that reason. :)

Builder Mama said...

Woo hoo! No Panty Monday! I hate to admit it, but I love going commando every now and then. Like today. It's, um, very liberating.

(slinking under a rock right now)