I don't wear shorts, but I as I've said before, I do wear skorts which are the perfect compromise for me. I wear them every day in the summer. I wish I liked wearing sundresses, but they're just not me. I love them on other people, however.
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I don't wear shorts, but I as I've said before, I do wear skorts which are the perfect compromise for me. I wear them every day in the summer. I wish I liked wearing sundresses, but they're just not me. I love them on other people, however.
I have long legs as well but will only wear shorts that go to the knee; either jean cutoffs that I can roll up to make a cuff or some knee-length lightweight hiking shorts from Columbia. I have come to find out when I take the rare occasion to looking backward at myself in the full-length mirror that I have pretty bad cellulite on the back of my thighs. However, when we go to the gym and go swimming I just have to not worry about what the back of my thighs look like, as life is too short to get hung up on what we can't change easily.
It is a little sad - I was a figure skater as a youngster and even skated well into my thirties. I've always had awesome, muscular legs. I never thought that I would end up with such bad cellulite.
Oh, and I will wear capris. They look fine on me (I thimk, at any rate).
Leggings of various lengths remain very popular but some women might want to at least cover their tush with a long shirt.Quote:
looking backward at myself in the full-length mirror
I am trying to lessen social media use. I don’t have FB or Messenger on my phone. On iPad at home. Anyway, I’ve asked multiple friends to please text me instead of Messenger. I explained why. Urgent stuff and they can’t text. Annoying as heck.
I’ve kept Reddit on my phone as there is a customs broker group that is very helpful, especially with the tariff whiplash.
This discussion reminds me of Melanie’s “We do not care” club for premenopausal, menopausal, and post menopausal women.
She is a Facebook phenomena with her daily lists of things we simply do not care about. Examples:
*We do not care what the back of our hair looks like because we don’t see it
*We do not care if you see us picking at our chin hairs in our car. Look, the light is best there. If you don’t like it, don’t watch
and etc. Hilarious!
And then i’m reminded of one of my favorite Instagram clips, a comparison of dogs and cats.
Dogs: they can learn up to 100 words, count up to five, understand compound sentences. Approximate human age: 2 years old
Cats: don’t give a f*ck and they are tired of your shit. Approximate human age: 42
OMG this makes me belly laugh every time I see it.
thanks for the giggles....
Work has been so freaking stressful. My don't give a f*ck is in full operation. I get my work done, but I'm just meh. Office manager told me yesterday she had commented to her husband over the weekend that she'll be surprised if I don't have a breakdown over the tariff stuff.
She’s the office manage, not my immediate boss, but I hardly work during the week and I only bring work home on the weekend for urgent air freight clearances or to get a head start on Monday. No work phone so I’m not dealing with calls outside of work hours so that does help.
I’ve not felt like diving as it’s too much work right now. I just veg at home on weekends aside from church.
I should be thankful that my husband wants to help with the remodel. But he is not careful or knowledgeable about plumbing/electrical. The electrician just finished and had to completely redo the work my husband did on the one kitchen light he tried to replace.
Previously he had tried plumbing and it always! leaked.
I am going to restrict him to demolition which he and his friends do really well. He volunteers with Habitat but they hire professionals for plumbing and electrical work.
DH is happy to stay away from electrical issues, thank God, but we still have the plumbing issues, where a small leak makes the project "good enough"--the pipes and PVC look like a rat's maze, and the sink spritzer never gets fixed because he has to watch another YouTube video on how to do it.
Does your city have to inspect the remodel? Your husband’s crappy work could well prevent it passing inspection upon completion. I just heard a similiar story from a friend. Their remodel with her husband’s badly done electrical work didn’t pass inspection and they had to get a licensed electrician in to redo it.
I live with Mr. Fix It who is brilliant at most everything. He had to redo some of the electric work our contractor’s guys screwed up, for instance. DH was so pleased to tell me our contractor was willing to hire him on his crew for ALL of his skills.
But even then there have been a couple things over the years he couldn’t address. Mainly our long-standing roof leak of decades, finally fixed when we hired a professional roofing crew and those people fixed that problem right up. It makes me so mad looking back that I lived with that depressing leak for so long. It literally rained on my head when I slept at times.
I tend to be the handier of the two in this house, so that will tell you immediately that we hire out for most of the fix-it work that needs to be done. Sigh...
Thankfully, DH is Mr. Fix It too! How he does it, surprises me all the time. We each have different skill sets so rarely do we need to rely on outside help.
I was beginning to think the only way we would get past the roof problem was to go to marriage counseling because DH would NOT hire someone to fix it, he would just climb up and put in another layer of …whatever. Tar or whatever. Ugh.
when it looked like we were going to sell, .i reminded him we had a house that we couldn’t sell.because of this roof leak. Oh! All of a Sudden it seems, it is time for a new roof! (Hmmmm, ya think?)
The roofing guys, a local and good company, pointed out the leak was coming from the skylight even though DH had already replaced it and caulked a zillion times and etc etc. They were right, they fixed it. Praise the Lord.
Why did I go to Michigan in August? Literally dripping in sweat and cannot cool off. 88 degrees and 60% humidity whereas I am used to 95 degrees with 15% humidity.
It is great to see my 93 year old Mom and my brother who came in from Charlotte. We've turned this weekend into a mini family reunion. I am so glad I am able to do this somewhat impromptu trip back "home." My Mom is really starting to fade; her short-term memory has gotten much worse since I was there last October and I think we are starting to see an alarming decline. It is about time for another family conference. She has her own apartment in a senior residence that serves dinner each night and she seems to be able to manage somewhat on her own within the building but I think things are going downhill faster now. Long ago she made sure she got everything set up for herself for the "next step" into needing full-time nursing home care - we are so grateful that she was that proactive 15 years ago.
But it is still sad to see her struggle with trying to remember what we've told her three minutes before. She still knows all of our names at least. It's actually not Alzheimers or dementia but simple age-related memory loss.
I was out and about late yesterday afternoon when a severe t'storm warning was issued. Heavy rain, but could still easily see the road, and some hail, but small and for maybe a minute. Two lane road with a lot of cars pulled off to the side. But there was this dumb cluck in a red Ford Focus hatchback in front of me who would go about 10 mph (in a 55), then stop for a couple minutes, then start creeping forward again. Did this 3-4 times. I couldn't tell WTF their problem was. The road was not flooding. It was just a t'storm with a bit of hail and some spectacular lightning. I just laid on the horn enough to get their ass moving. My Crosstrek had no issues with the weather.