This is for you Janel...

There is OF COURSE a back story here! This picture was taken with my phone, this lovely lady was grocery shopping. In her skin tight black dress pants and leopard print heels. (I mean that's how I grocery shop!)

Okay lets start at the begining...

I went out walking that morning. I go along the trail up here with my friend Carol every morning. It's pretty far and up alot of hills. In short it pretty much kicks my butt every day! So that particular morning my friend couldn't go with me, so I had to go it alone. I got this BRILLIANT idea to jog part of it, ya know cuz I was in a hurry. Whatever, I start jogging. I did pretty well, even made it over a few of the hills. Then I hit one hill in particular and I didn't think Brookie, the jogging stoller, and my butt were all going to make it up! Funny thing is, that wasn't even the worst hill. I was in some serious trouble! I won't go into all of it, but I finally hauled myself home. Even though I was SURE I was going to need a tow. By the time I made it to the top of the last hill, (which is my neighborhood) I was sweating through all my clothes, and must have looked like I had one foot in the grave. Of course right then Carol was getting home from picking up her kids from school and pulled up behind me and thought I was half dead. We talked for a minute while I tried to catch my breath. Just then my other neighbor Missy called to say that her daughter Morgan (who is in Sammys class) had thrown up in school and had to be picked up early. So I  needed to pick Sammy up from school. That's fine, no problem until I close the phone and look at the time and I'm LATE! So, still sweaty and nasty I ran to the school and of course had to run into the office to get Sammy because I was late! Suck!

In the meantime, I have talked to my neighbor Missy again. And poor little Morgan was very sick, and now Missy and her husband had it too. I told her I would run into Walmart to grab her some Sprite and Saltines. Here comes the leopard print heels lady... And please keep in mind the pretty picture of myself I have painted for you! It wasn't pretty, and I have had NO time to even splash water on my face let alone shower! So I am in nasty fat mom work out clothes, completely still covered in sweat, my hair is frizzy and spilling out from under my hat. I march into Walmart like the proud White Trash Mama that I am, only to run into that lady by the sour cream. She was wearing a tight black shirt, her tight black dress pants, of course topped off with her leopard print heels. Her hair and makeup were done up perfect, and she was talking on her cell phone. So I HAD to take a picture just to capture the crazy differences between me and the other moms around here! Yikes! 

I didn't realize WALMART was semi-formal attire required! Holy hell, it's like Prom at the PreSchool pick up!