"treat yo' self thursday"

I'd like to preface this entire story by saying that I didn't plan to "splurge" on myself three days before Mother's Day... it just kind of... happened.  Paul and I aren't big on spending money unless we absolutely have to - hence why I buy a lot of pre-loved items from thrift stores and craigslist.  However, today was an exception to the rule.

Before I get into it, I'd also like to say that in my experience, pregnancy and motherhood comes with a certain level of humility.  Am I right? 

Ok.  I've prepped you guys enough... So here's what happened...

I'm at work today, and it's a day, much like every other day.  Some kids are having a harder time than others, and I'm trying to balance that fact with my ever growing need to use the restroom every thirty minutes.  When I finally found some time (right around 10:30am) I was super pumped.  Everything was fine until BAM! My (technically 12-13 year old) undies decided to essentially disintegrate out of nowhere.  I threw in the age of the undies because this mishap had nothing to do with pregnancy/size/weight gain ... but it was exceptionally ill timed.  My outfit consisted of a non-maternity shirt and leggings, so going comando really didn't sound appealing.  But what's a girl to do in that situation?  Hide in the bathroom for the rest of the day?  

I decided to that I'd attempt to wear the remaining garments out of the bathroom, but wasn't sure what my next move was...

Luckily I have the worst poker face ever.  So, as soon as I emerged from the bathroom I was greeted by a co-worker who assumed that (judging by my facial expression) that I'd just blown up the bathroom she was about to use.  I couldn't lie (I'm really bad at that too) so I spilled my unfortunate event with her.  After a few tears from both of us (happy ones, I promise - who couldn't laugh at that situation?), she offered to fill in for me while I made an impromptu shopping trip to the mall (which happens to be across the street from my school).

Typically I avoid the mall, however, today was the day.  I ran directly for Victoria's Secret.  I know, it's kind of cliche.  However, the tattered remains of my undies were from there, and overall, they have cute stuff.  Naturally, I went for the deal they always have in the Pink section: 5 pairs for (gasp!) $27.50 - it totally used to be for $25, but whatever... I bought five.

I let a few key friends in on my series of unfortunate events today, because, common, we all need a good laugh every now and then. 

:)