Thursday, September 24, 2009

Thursday

I'm not sure what sucks the most: the frizzy hair, "flesh" colored tights, oversized glasses or the fact that her pantyliner is showing. I do know that she more than makes up for all of it with oodles of panache (and the jazz hands don't hurt, either).

That is all I have today. A visible pantyliner and a husband who right this very minute is complaining on the couch that his back hurts, he didn't sleep, he feels funny and why didn't I get any 2% milk? Sometimes that is all anyone ever has, really. Jazz hands.

9 comments:

katrina ragusa said...

Thank you for eliciting my first guffaw of the day!

mosey along said...

oh goodness. I'm sure that was me at some point although my hair was never quite that bad. And boys are big babies.

Cindy said...

The "panty liner" is the protective crotch thing in the tights.

Would this be a bad time to admit that, as a dance student in the 80s, I really wanted some of those shiny Barbie-leg tights?

xo

Vanessa said...

Awesome jazz hands founds here. Wait for the 2:13 mark. Ok, it's no panty liner, but still, pretty amazing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uPdHBSFYkbg&feature=PlayList&p=5674DEA4591F36D4&index=0&playnext=1

Oonafey said...

Definitely the pantyliner. And I totally had those tights, but mine were footless.

krista said...

bryan should dress his hurt neck in panty liners. is good idea, yes?

Scribe said...

I love the jazz hands. When in doubt... jazz hands. Even my nephew knows this.

Riviera View said...

That's what I've left out from my routine - my jazz hands. Thank you for the reminder. I've had them all along.
:)
- Alixe

The Lil Bee said...

I never thought I'd have to look at another panty liner again, post-middle school, and yet, here I am, staring at that plastic-y patch of white. It's hard being a girl, isn't it?!