So it's Christmas Eve, and we've safely arrived at our destination, had a good night's sleep, and now it's time to get ready for the day. I check my suitcase, and find that, to my horror...
I have no pants.
I packed shirts, underwear, socks, shoes, xc ski gear, and the outfit for the family portrait. But no pants. All I have are the jeans I wore on the drive, and the dress slacks for the party this afternoon. I now need to go shopping on Christmas Eve. Those who know how much I hate to clothes shop on ANY given day of the year can imagine my horror and dismay.
Sarah overheard my plight, and said "Mom, you need to ask Santa to bring you pants (tonight)!"
Oh, if only. So, I'm off to shower, put on yesterday's jeans, and head out in search of yoga pants. And toothpaste. And deodorant, because I forgot them, too. I suspect that this will be the 2010 Christmas party running joke, once my Dad hears about it. It's just too rich to pass up.
3 comments:
I'm laughing with you - not at you. Naw, scratch that... I am laughing hysterically at you! Too funny! Hope you enjoy hitting the mall on Christmas Eve! *grin*
On a serious note though, have a great time with your family and a wonderful Christmas.
Love you! ~Kate
I fully expect you to laugh AT me... it's pretty hysterical. Every time someone says "Oh, I forgot to..." or "I didn't think to..." they can always be comforted by the thought "but at least I didn't forget my PANTS!"
And I did find some sweats that work fine, so all is good. :)
Love it!
Way too funny. ;)
Glad you found something that would work.
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