Spanx #2

Still thinking about the Spanx outbreak.  I have a confession.  I actually bought some years ago in the hopes it would make me look like I had lost all the weight I need to.  I put it on and admired my slimmer profile without the bulges that usually were there.  I was satisfied with the way it looked, and was anxious to get it off (see girdle story in Spanx #1).  OMGosh!!!  I could not get the crazy thing off!!!  It does not stretch, which is why it holds you in so well.  Did they not think about how hard it would be to get off????  I struggled and twisted and struggled more.  I was sweaty and out of breath.  I was afraid I would hve to call 911 and ask for  the jaws of life to get it off.  Thank goodness, I was able to wriggle out, after a long, difficult time.   Thank goodness I was alone and America's Funniest Videos was not lurking in the background.  I will take the bulges any day.  Into the trash went my modern-day girdle.

Spanx #1

As I watch the Academy Awards, I wonder how much Spanx is in the building.  The women look beautiful in their sleek, form-fitting sparkly gowns, so I KNOW they have some on.  I hear the men are starting to wear it too!  It is about time the men got a turn at feeling poured into their clothes. 

It was a joke around our house growing up - back then it was called a girdle.  My mother wore one every day.  And when she got home from work or church, she would always say "I can't wait to get my girdle off."  Then it got where we all would say that even though none of us really had one on.  My dad said it often.  That was really funny!  I bet the Academy Award room is full of folks who can't wait to get home to get their girdles off.

Sometimes you ALMOST get it right . . .

I heard someone say "This is not rocket surgery." 

Remembering Another Car Wreck

My car wreck today brought to mind another one that happened about 2 years ago.  I was heading to Granbury for work, stopped at a stop sign, when the car behind me did not stop.  We both pulled over to exchange information.  I put my hand up to the side of my head and realized I had no hair!!  It was in the days of stress when I wore a wig because my hair had gotten so thin.  The impact of the collision shook that wig right off my head, onto the floor  of my car!   Imagine what that poor woman thought when she saw that thing flying off my head!!  I was too embarrassed to say anything.  I just put it back on, got in the car and  headed to Granbury.

Wow, what a day in the life of me!  It was another snowy day in upstate New York.  Since the boss is out of town, and today is my co-worker's day off, I decided to drive the 45 miles to work  in spite of the weather.  I would not have done it, but felt responsible since I would be the only one there.  Halfway there, on I90, my car began slipping on the road.  I lost control of the vehicle and hit the guard rail, bounced off, and hit it again.  I got out to look at the damage just as an 18-wheeler sped by, splashing me with dirty slush from the road.  My car was not drivable, so I got back in, put on my seat belt, and called my insurance agency.  They called a tow truck for me. 

Meanwhile, a policeman pulled up behind me.  He asked, and I told him what happened.  He immediately went to check on the guard rail!  Thanks a lot pal!  The tow truck arrived and I sat in the cab while he loaded my car.  Suddenly, I felt a jolt and realized that another vehicle had struck the tow truck.  I could not believe it!!   It did not seem like much of a hit, but I realized that the impact had jarred my tethered car so that one tire was half off the flatbed.  That was not the good news.  Chris, the tow driver, came to me wide-eyed.  The other car came so close to hitting him, he felt the bumper brush his coat.  I told him to buy a lottery ticket today - he is the luckiest man I know.