I used to get excited about casual Fridays, cuz it meant that I could wear jeans and everything seemed ok in the world as the grumpy "suits"would cheer up in their denim and khaki. Now that I dont work on Fridays, I rarely wear pants at all.
This Friday morning I was woken up at 9:30am to a thundercrack so damn loud that it scared the bejesus outta me. It was raining so hard that I immediately rolled over and went back to sleep. When I woke up again around noon (love, love, love rainy morning sleep-ins) the rain was still coming down and it seemed even worse. I almost bailed out on meeting the girls for lunch, but Halen convinced me to get my lazy ass outta bed for Chinese food.
And then I did something that I haven't done in 7 weeks (since we started this whole dress thang)...... I put on jeans. It was weird. They felt tight and reminded me that I probably didn't need to be eating Chinese food. But they were my Rock&Republic jeans and they're sparkly, so it was okay.
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