As fivefootsomethingsweating posted somewhere, gas is officially less than $2 in DFW. What?!
Today, as I was walking into school, a parent stopped to tell me I “always look so nice.”
Of all days for her to choose to tell me this, she chooses the day I’m wearing a ridiculous, thrifted Christmas sweater that is two sizes too big. That’s my “huh?!” face. I got dressed today with the purpose of being festive for our holiday program, because that’s what you do when you work at an elementary school. My Christmas light necklace even lights up!
I walked into a 3rd grade class and one of the kiddos said, “Ugly sweater!” and pointed at me.
I decided to give him shit so I said, “Did you just call my sweater ugly?!”
His big brown eyes grew to the size of saucers and his whole face fell. “That’s what they’re called, aren’t they?” he said seriously.
I bursted out laughing and told him that I had purchased my sweater at The Ugly Christmas Sweater Shop. He was relieved.
Kids are the best. So are oversized Christmas sweaters.