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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Full of Compliments

Recently, I cleared out my wardrobe of all the ill-fitting clothes and the ones that I never really felt comfortable wearing. I found myself with practically nothing left to wear, so I treated myself to a new pair of pants and a couple of blouses.

As they're a little dressier than my usual attire of shorts, t-shirts and thongs, I found that my thongs just didn't cut it with my fancy pants, so I wore some black sling-back shoes with a low heel. I put on a simple blouse, put my hair up, put on a favourite pair of earrings and applied some make-up.

Even though I was wearing this outfit when I dropped the kids off at school in the morning, when I greeted them at 3 pm, MasterNine looked me up and down, with his brow furrowed and a look of suspicion.

"Is there something special happening today?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"Well, you have nice shoes on and nice pants and a nice blouse and you have make-up on."

"No, nothing special, I just wanted to wear my new pants."

"Oh, OK."

Right. He could have just said, "You look nice, Mum."

That's not all. For once, I had my act together and managed to have dinner on the make before school pick-up. So when we got home and opened the door to the house, our nostrils were filled with lovely aromas coming from the slow cooker.

MasterNine was just so full of compliments today; he said, "Smells like Subway in here"

"Gee thanks, kid."

"But Subway smells nice Mum."


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Well, I suppose these compliments, such as they are, are better than no compliments at all. I'll take what I can get.
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