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Fairytales for a Practical Princess - 2008-11-30
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9:33 p.m. - 2004-05-18
Oh Sage Quite Contrary, how does your garden grow? With lavender, primroses, celosia, marigolds, corn flowers, more dahlias, geraniums (I couldn’t help it, this way I know at least ONE kind of plant will make it), a rose bush, salvia, and 4 different colors of vinca. With broccoli, strawberries, 3 different kind of tomatoes (including an Early Girl, maybe we’ll have tomatoes before first frost this year), peppers- green bell, red bell, jalapenos, chilies, and a spaghetti squash. I told my guys not to let me buy another plant until the ones I already have are in the ground. They fell down laughing. Okay, so sometimes my good intentions outstrip my ability, but is this such a crime? Something gets a little pot bound and droopy before I can sink it. Big deal. Everything gets planted eventually. Besides, container gardening is big right now. Speaking of big things…dunt dunt dah!!!! I bought new underwear! It was getting desperate. All my old underwear looked like MC Hammer panties. I had a constant wedgie from the tight jeans forcing all the excess wads of underpants into my buttcrack. As the weight’s come off my underwear has gotten droopier and more parachute-like all the time. I don’t know why it took me so long to buy drawers that fit. Maybe it’s because they didn’t show. I’m slinking around in my super-skinny jeans and my clingy t-shirts from Old Navy-size SMALL, thank you. (Men’s small, but hell, a small’s a small.) And beneath my new duds were ridiculously gigantic granny panties. I had a really tough time figuring out what size to buy. I don’t know what my measurements are. Not only that, but the selection was bewildering. For the last 7 years I’ve just grabbed the biggest of everything. Tights, panties, shirts, coats, whatever. It’s been so long since I’ve shopped by style preference rather than miserably settling for whatever wasn’t too awful in size XXL that I honestly didn’t know where to start. I caught on fast, though. Pretty panties! I own pretty panties! Wheeeeeee! And I found what looks like yoga shorts. Slung low with that wide waistband and the legs are short and kinda flared. Perfect. I was so sorry when my yoga pants started falling off. Now I have yoga shorts and feel better. Got a new sports bra too. Dig me with my hot chickie-boo clothes. I have one picture of my maternal grandmother from her younger years. She’s lying on the front lawn wearing shorts and a halter. I got my boobs from both grandmothers (combined, seems like) and in this pic my grandmother is doing her halter top justice. Her auburn hair is shoulder length and making a Veronica Lake dip over one eye. She’s blowing a kiss to the camera. A major babe. A Varga Girl in the flesh. The really cool thing? The picture was taken in 1954. My grandmother was 45 years old. There’s hope for me yet. Well-fitted, ~LA Tonight’s Pick: “U Can’t Touch This” by MC Hammer
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