Underwear

Today I cleaned up all the paperwork in my closet.  I’ve never had a walk in closet until we moved here and it turned into a huge junk drawer.  Not anymore. Everything is filed and mostly organized.  Being filed is the important part.  This makes me feel good.  Like there is hope for us.  Things have to change.  I really do think we are about as down as we can get.  So when you are at the bottom the only way from there is up. 

I had an interesting talk with my teen daughter today about underwear.  Seems all the young girls wear thong underwear and she wants to as well.  Not only that, she wants to wear matching panties and bras.  Her words “you can’t be all matchy, matchy with your clothes and then you go to put your pajamas on and you have flowers and fruits, or hearts and dots.”  I’m thinking what does it matter, no one is going to see them which I proceed to tell her.  Then she says what about gym.  I’m like “Jim, who is Jim and why would you be showing him your bra and panties?”  She laughed.  So then I told her that I would have to talk to her dad about it first.  She didn’t think that was a good idea.  And honestly, my husband would not like to hear about it either so I guess I’ll take care of this one on my own.  She does bring a good point to her argument.  They are usually cheaper than other underwear.  At Wal-mart you can get 5 for $5.  That’s a deal.  But I am sure I could put together some strings even cheaper than that.  I’ll have to run that past her. 

Later!