CJ earned major points this morning.
I’m sure you’re all familiar with the concept of earning points for things. With all the rewards programs offered by stores and credit cards these days, how can you not be? There are other types of points too. For example, man points. According to UrbanDictionary.com, man points are, “Points that one receives upon the completion of a distinctly manly task. More often than not, intelligent points and man points are inversely proportional.” ‘Nuf said.
Is it sad that I probably have more man points than some guys I know? What can I say, I’m a renaissance woman!
Anywho, back to how CJ earned his points today.
I was getting dressed this morning and having a hard time finding something to wear. See, I’m very conscious of wearing clothes to highlight areas of my body that I like and hiding ones that I don’t. So if I put on a shirt and it shows rolls and bumps/lumps that I’d rather not show, it goes back in the closet. Sometimes it takes trying on 3 or 4 shirts and pants combinations before I find one that works. Other days I just give up and go for the baggy sweatshirt.
Today I put on a purple plaid shirt that is loose enough to cover up my tummy but not so loose that it looks sloppy. I paired it with boot cut jeans, black tall boots, some sparkly jewelry and I was good to go. Then I looked in the mirror and the naggy, bitchy, negative mean girl who sometimes sits on my shoulder showed up.
“Your butt looks big in those jeans,” she said. “Maybe you should wear a longer shirt to cover it up.”
I checked again and thought maybe she was right. I have been eating a lot of junk lately and perhaps it was all settling in my trunk.
I pulled on my shirtto try and cover up what I now saw as the ginormous rear view in the mirror but it didn’t make a difference. I was about to change to another outfit when I heard Isabella calling from the next room. “Mama!” she said in her sweet happy little morning voice.
That was enough of a distraction for me to say “Aw screw it!” to the mean girl on my shoulder and just go as I was, though I wasn’t feeling the greatest about how I looked.
I went out in the kitchen and before I could say anything, CJ said, “Wow, you look hot in those jeans!” and gave me a big kiss.
Cha-ching! 5 gajillion husband points earned! And some man points too!
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