Sunday, April 24, 2011

My battle with PANTYHOSE!

And this time- I think I won!
I have owned pantyhose in the past. Sure its been a few years, but I've tried them all- the Sheer To Waist, Control Top, Ultimate Control Top, No Nonsense- in beige, black, off white, white, nude, suntan.
I abandoned them a few years back. I just got tired of the expense of replacing them. In the winter I wear my boots with my knee highs and in the summer I wear (GASP) my own skin! I had not really spent a lot of time stressing over this until recently when the subject came up in a Presidency Meeting.
The R.S. handbook does not state that we must wear pantyhose to church. Some cultures and countries don't even know what pantyhose are. The women that I am serving with in the Stake Relief Society seemed to feel that it is a complete disgrace that women do not wear them to church. I was speechless! I don't wear them. Am a wicked person because I don't love pantyhose? It really got me thinking about how I dress. The next day I stopped and bought a pair of pantyhose on my way home from work. I didn't love that these women that I adore would think less of me because I don't wear the silly things! I was determined to wear them to our Leadership Meeting- just so they could see that I am a good lady.
I put them on- I took them off- I cried- I put them on again- I really dislike them- I took them off- I did not wear them to the meeting! Couldn't do it!
Maybe they noticed- maybe they didn't.
But what I learned that night is that I care way too much about what other people think! Period! I do!
But should I care so much about what others think of me that I will change who I am?

In the end I guess I am just not ready to change me!
I am not a pantyhose wearer!
Pantyhose will not make me love and care for my family, friends and ward members any more than I already do!
Pantyhose will not change my testimony of my Savior, or my love for the scriptures. Pantyhose will not make my prayers more sincere.
I am okay without them!

Monday, April 11, 2011

Smash and Grab!

That's what they call it when someone smashes in your window on your car and grabs your purse! Interesting that they have a name for this- like its an everyday occurrence. The police officer was completely calm about the entire incident, as if it was no big deal that someone now has my credit cards, debit cards, drivers license and social security card. He didn't bat an eyelash when I complained that they had my temple recommend, my favorite lip gloss and the bag of beads that I had just purchased the night before- not to mention my hand lotion and the bag of change that would have bought me a diet coke- and my cute little bag stuffed full of......stuff. Not to mention the two un-cashed pay checks and the $15 bucks cash....... and that purse- I never purse shop- ever! I finally broke down at Christmas time and bought me a cute silver bag with a little bling- spent like twenty bucks on that thing- and now some punk teenager gang dude is probably strutting around with my cute purse on his shoulder. GRRR! The officer seemed to be shocked that the Smash and Grabber didn't take my scriptures and my church bag. He kept asking me "Now why do you think they left these two bags?" Sir- I am thinking the Smash and Grabber was not all that interested in the church stuff- and must not of wanted to educated himself either, since he left Baylie's Algebra book- Oh well. Enjoy my cute purse. I found a bargain bag for $3.80 at Shopko- It suits me just fine. Got myself a new window in the car, some new lip gloss. Life is good!