We have safely returned from the Land of the Homogeneous Population! If I use all my fingers and just a few toes, I can count the number of non-Caucasians and people of the homosexual persuasion we saw in Montana. It was rather surreal. Regardless, the trip was grand. More on that later. I'm still processing.
Today was the first day back at work. I wore the only pair of capri pants I own. I don't wear them often. Somehow I feel completely silly wearing pants that only come down to mid-calf.
So I wore my capri pants, a tank and a blouse. I once wore the same blouse one day when I was working with my friend Bonnie. She said, "Who told you paisley was in again?" Nice huh? I like my paisley blouse and wear it with pride.
It's August and it is hot. Like August should be. I also wore my fake Birkenstock sandals because they are comfortable and matched my outfit. What more could I ask from a shoe? A certain friend of mine doesn't like fake Birkenstocks or even real ones, for that matter. She mercilessly stereotypes them as dykey, although I will give her some credit because she is at least attempting voluntary deprogramming. The next time she implies they are ugly, however, she may find herself eating one of mine. There is beauty in comfort!
So where was I? Oh yeah. My capri pants. They are black. It wasn't until I got out of the car in the Metro parking lot that I noticed they were covered in dog hair. I made a feeble attempt to brush it off, but quickly realized the futility. Oh well.
Home sweet home!