Something else that makes me want to run and hide in a cupboard.
I picked up Boo from school, I was a bit distracted after watching Jenny McCarthy on Oprah (more on that later when I calm down a tad) so I just got him and we went to the supermarket.
I was hobbling around with Boo flapping his arms and people staring. Yeah, asshat, stare all you like I was thinking.
By the end of it I was getting rather agitated. People were just STARING. Some smiling and gigling. One person actually freaking POINTED at me.
Oooh I was really peeved.
I got home, unpacked the shopping, gave my Boo a big squeeze and took off my shoes to give my toe some relief.
Then nature called. As I got into the bathroom I realised my fly of my pants was undone.
My black pants.
Bright blue lacy panties.
I looked in the mirror. Yep they were like a freaking beacon they were so bright against the black of my pants.
So people weren’t staring at my Boo.
They weren’t even commenting at my bizzare limping.
They were staring and laughing at the stupid woman who went shopping with her fly undone revealing bright blue lacy panties.
And they are really freaking lacy too. So they got a REAL eye full.