This post is pretty much a girl post. I don't think the guys will get this one. So if you are a guy, you are now entering the mysterious wonderful world of girlhood! Be prepared to be bored, puzzled or at least humored. I got some new underwear. Yep. I sure did. One of the fun things about losing weight is, not only is it fun to get new clothes for the outside of you, it's fun to get new clothes for underneath!
When you are the size I was, underwear was pretty much whatever fit.
Granny panties.You know, they come in a six pack, big, stretchy, white....But now....Oh boy!! I was in Target last night looking at the pajama's, when I turned around and there in front of me stood a HUGE display of ladies underwear! There were three huge tall bins with at least 12 selections on each side! Honest to Pete, it took me over a half an hour to pick out 5 pair. First of all, there were 5 different "styles" to choose from. Bikini, String Bikini, Thong, Boy Shorts, and Tanga. So, once I figured out the style, then I had to figure out the size. Then the fun part came. All the different colors, fabric and patterns! Some even had a cute little satin bow on them. (Yep, I had to get a pair of those!) It was so fun!!
I felt like a kid in a candy store. (It doesn't take much to excite me these days.) When I went to check out, I got the "new boy" cashier. He picked up each item, searched and searched for the UPC code and then sloooowly scaned it over the scanner. When he got to my new underwear, he immediatly turned beet red. Inside, I couldn't help but laugh and laugh. But, I was good and didn't laugh out loud. Then the unthinkable happened. (To him.) One pair wouldn't scan. He tried and tried and blushed and blushed. He said "I think I'll have to call my manager." I showed him how the price was on the tag and he could probably just key it in by hand. He didn't know what department to put it under. So, then I said that since they were all the same price, maybe he could just scan one pair twice. He thought that was a good idea, but he never made eye contact with me the whole time. Bless his heart. When I got home, Landon helped me carry the bags in. As he was looking through the groceries, he asked me if I got anything "good." I reached into my Target bag and pulled out my new underwear and teasingly said to him,
"Check these out! Aren't they cute?"
Landon rolled his eyes and said "Why didn't you just get the big bag from Walmart?"
Because honey, as long as I shall live, there will never, ever
be another big bag of panties from Walmart.
Amen.
