Monday, February 15, 2010

I've Been Schooled

This past week, I have been out in public in unprecedented states of personal frump. I have held numerous conversations with other adults while sporting unbrushed hair, unbrushed teeth, snot-smeared clothes and zero makeup. If I was being followed by the paparazzi, there could be an entire issue of OK Magazine dedicated to my downhill slide. But I've also been reminded of something important: I am blessed to even be caring about frump in the first place.

My husband had surgery on Thursday to remove a benign but very rare and aggressive tumor from his abdomen. Because of the rarity of the tumor, we traveled to Houston to have the surgery performed at MD Anderson. Even though we'd been planning for this event, and had an inkling that it might be tough, it has spun my head how hard it's been on him mainly, and me secondarily. There were some issues with his pain management, and other things that caused him extreme discomfort the few days following the surgery, and ALL THAT MATTERED was his health and well-being. Whether or not I had time to brush my teeth and hair was hardly a consideration before racing to the hospital to get him the help that he needed, or racing to the hotel to be with the kids.

So, in short, I consider myself extremely blessed that, most of the time, I even have the luxury of caring about something as meaningless as my personal appearance. There are far more important things in the world. I always knew this (though I have been accused of shallowness thanks to the subject matter of this blog!) but it's taken on new meaning this week.

Not to worry, I will once again take up the mantle of frump warrior. Once all is well with the world (and it will be), my frump radar will start picking up signals again. Until then....

Saturday, February 6, 2010

A link, and two questions

The link:

www.pajamajeans.com

The questions:

Why do I think there are way more moms in the world who are thrilled about this rather than having the appropriate response of horror?

Why do I kind of want to order them to see what they look and feel like?