Well, it happened.

For years I have secretly laughed at the memory of my mother going out on a date when I was around 12 years old.
It was summer and she wore white slacks and low heals, she had her
hair piled high, as usual.
She walked to the car, and right there....swaying between her hips was the writing on her blue panties.
One word..............
YES
NOT good dating etiquette, Isn't there something about at least getting dinner first???
So...Today
After dropping off my son at work,
a quick stop at the grocery store,
and a browse through the clearance aisle at Michaels.......
I sat on my
yellow rocking chair, with my coffee, chatting on the phone,
when I looked down to see......
My turquoise striped undies through my white capris!
God humbles the proud.