Lookin' Good

Today was a much-needed rainy day around here. Pouring, all day. We did nuthin', all day. I woke up early and snuck out to Mass all by myself (pure bliss of course), then came home thinking about how my back wasn't hurting--significant, since during the last few days it's been threatening to have another full-out explosion.

By the time I changed out of my Mass clothes, my back hurt something fierce. It's an old pregnancy injury--my sacroiliac joint, to be precise. And on a bad day, it makes childbirth look like nuthin'. Today was not quite that bad of a day.

After breakfast, KLD asked me if she could give me a handful of change for some crisp dollar bills. I said sure--but she should put the change into a ziplock bag for me to use in the car for coffee runs and so on. She did and happily traipsed upstairs with her shiny new dollar bills.

Then I decided I needed to run to Walgreen's for one of those menthol patches for my back. On the way there, I decided I needed coffee.

Okay, so picture me: Changed into raggy old yoga pants, an old t-shirt, and Birkenstocks, hobbling out of the rain into McDonald's with a baggie of change, counting out nickels and pennies for a cup of McCafe. When a stylish mom with a couple of toddlers failed to meet my eye at the checkout, I realized that I probably looked totally like a homeless woman! Ha!

I guess I can be thankful that my kids are still just a little too young to be totally embarrassed by me! And that I didn't actually see anyone I know! Or perhaps my pedicure (and the bit of makeup I put on before Mass) gave my true identity away as just a lame, slobby suburban Mommy. :)