Well, bascially. It felt like it.
I am ashamed. I have all these cute summer clothes. Mostly tank tops and shorts. I've had them for years and they're perfectly broken in. Granted, sometimes they leave little to the imagination, but with 100 degree heat I'm prepared to run around naked if that's what it takes.
Yesterday I was of course sporting the tank top and short shorts while hubby and I were dropping off a movie real quick. Normally, I wouldn't be caught dead in public wearing an outfit like that - they are generally strictly for "home use." But we were in a rush because he had to get to the stake president's office to get his recommend signed. My endowment is this weekend, and of course he's put it off until now.
We let the time get away from us, and realized that I would have to take him over to the stake center for his interview, then pick him up afterward. I dropped him off, but instead of leaving I decided to just wait in the car.
About ten minutes later hubby emerges asking for more "documentation" or something - with the stake president right behind him. I am literally thinking, "Oh, Shit." Which is perhaps not the right thing to be thinking at this juncture. I shuffled around in the backseat to try and find something to cover myself up with. (The cleavage in this shirt I was wearing is a little rediculous.) I found my girl's camp sweatshirt and just as the stake president approached the car, I wrapped it around myself.
More than a little embarassed, my husband feigned some excuse that we were swimming and tried to get him away from me.
A few things I learned on this adventure:
1. Always be prepared (i.e. don't dress slutty) to meet someone important at any time of the day.
2. My broken in clothes will no longer be feasible after this weekend.
3. Wearing garments will be a very rude awakening. But still an excuse to buy more clothes.
4. Always keep a large sweater in your car. Not only for a situation like this - but just in case you get mugged and they take your clothes.
5. Have good excuses handy.
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The Stake President Saw Me Naked
Posted by
April
on Thursday, July 31
Labels:
Being a Convert,
Church Obeservations,
Endowment,
Garments
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