But it was as close as I could get to telling you about my newest wardrobe addition.
Moma's got new jeans!!
And it's all courtesy of my man! The best honest-to-goodness "do-these-jeans-make-my-butt-look-big?" answer-er in the world! I wouldn't dream of going jeans shopping with anyone else!
This past weekend, we drove the 70 miles over to Mississippi to help them celebrate their "no sales tax holiday weekend." Well, actually, Wayne was going for a hunter's exhibition, but who cares?
Alise and I shopped while Daddy did his business. When Wayne finally did meet up with us, I asked him to pa-leese go with me into Buckle and help me pick out a new pair of jeans. Honestly, I only own one pair (I don't wear jeans except to Bama football games) and since I've lost some weight since last season, I was really in desperate need of a new pair.
He obliged me and the rest is history. Wayne was kind enough to buy me TWO pairs and one of them nearly brought me to my knees from my 80's childhood with the "cut outs" aka "rips", but I love them. Yeah, I can see me sporting those in church on Sunday evenings! And that's the same pair with the bling-bling on the boo-tay (as Alise says).
Oh, well. I'm too old for people to be looking at my bee-hind, but at least I will be stylin' just the same!