Saturday, August 04, 2007

My fancy pants don't fit

When Mom & I went to Gabriel Brothers, I was very excited to get two brand-new pairs of Lane Bryant pants for $2 each. One was turquoise twill, the other a black and white extremely fine check and both were size 24.

I'm now sure that they were at Gabes because they were mislabeled--both pairs are about six inches too big in the waist. It's a bummer because I really liked them both and they were one heck of a bargain, but good from the weight loss/morale point of view.

Despite the lack of fancy pants, my first week at work went well. I caught two errors in different books that caused other people to tell me "Good spot!" and generally felt useful. I'm overwhelmed by the jargon and acronyms, but I've grown up a lot since my last stint in corporate America, and I am not afraid to ask for a translation into English. There's a great mix of people on my team in terms of age, background, ethnicity, interests, and while everyone keeps warning me that the next few months will be a time of pressure and possible misery, I have enough lead time to brace myself and get settled in before the rush begins.

I spent this morning at the other office with Bosstopus, and we got much done. She went home for a four hour bike ride, as she is building her endurance for the MS Pedal to the Point in two weeks, and I came home and napped. *grin* I saw both a Monarch butterfly and a Swallowtail butterfly flitting around outside, but didn't manage to get any pics. I'll have to keep trying.

Josh is currently cutting the grass, and sadly, Amy did not come with him. I've got a lovely bag of Skindecent goodies for her birthday, as the scent she likes isn't currently available. I've also enabled Mallie, my friend Doc, and possibly a co-worker. I need to get a SuperEnabler suit (no cape).

As long as the size is marked correctly! *grin*

Edited to add the following, which I forgot to post:

Bigfoot poked the bathroom door open Thursday night while I was taking a bath. He sniffed the water, grunted sort of dismissively (and it was carnation, too!) and left.

None of this would be a problem, but he doesn't shut the door behind him, it's directly across from my curtainless kitchen window, the window looks out onto a major street, and it was night and all the lights were on.

I have no idea how many motorists I flashed before I could grab a towel and shut the door. Eep.

5 comments:

MaryMargrt said...

Note to self: If you ever get MamaJammies is a secret swap include curtains in package.

Jammies said...

No, just a better lock for the bathroom door! :-)

Sherri said...

Worry not, dear Jammies. Even in a well lit house, it's hard to see more than 4-5 feet inside from the street in front of your house. I've tested this myself with our house, as Someone We Both Know Who Isn't Me likes to wander around nekkid at all hours, and we have no curtains on the front windows (just shades which, due to cats, must be raised at least 1 foot above the sill.)

I actually went outside several times to check the view, to be sure we weren't casually flashing the neighborhood. Ain't nobody seeing nuthin' unless they are standing on your walkway. And if they are trespassing that much, they gets what they pays for.

But, ya, next year we do nice sheers so you'll have that nice soft glow for your peeping Toms.

rgraham666 said...

And I missed it. :( ;)

Scott said...

You need a long poking stick to close the door with so you don't have to get out of the tub.