Monday, November 13

Day thirteen: lucky lucky thirteen

Another visit to the Bumper photo archives! Whoot whoot! Here is Bumper one year ago in her car onesie.

Here in my car
I feel safest of all

I can lock all my doors
It's the only way to live

In cars

I used to groove so hard to Gary Numan's Cars back in grade five and even to this day, I crank it when I'm driving because I'm sure it's the law.

At least it's the law in Bumper town.

FtF diary update:
Current Project Fight the Frump (FtF) Standings:

Day 5: I don't even know why I'm still doing this because there is no freakin' way I'm going to even make a conditional pass (50%) without showing up at playgroup in the absoultely perfect little black dress, an up-swept 'do and elbow length gloves.

Today I got dressed at 1:30pm and only because I had to go vote for our new mayor, councillor, and school trustee (I can't complain about this place if I don't fulfill my civic duty). And I couldn't do that until after naptime because there is hell to pay if I try to do anything planned and when I do, to do it without sleep, makes it impossible.

Bumper of course was a sweetie while voting so I decided to drop-in last minute at the local Early Years centre. Unfortunately I forgot to put on a shirt under my sweater and I was too freakin' warm in the room of 40 adults and 30 odd kids (the number was odd, not the kids. Well some were but I'm not going to post about that tonight). So here I am all hot and the only thing to drink is coffee and let me tell you, it's hard to chase Bumper when overheated and thirsty.

To top off my frump factor, one of the mommies who I have known for months told me I looked really tired. Yup, I forgot to put on make-up. At least I remembered the hair. Percentage of day spent frumpy: 65%

Day 4: Does getting up to get food because I was too lazy to cook so that was the only reason I put on clothing count as defrumping? Ah, who am I fooling - no one. Percentage of day spent frumpy: 99.97%

Day 3: I never got dressed. My MiL was here, I was feeling crappy and I remained in sweats all day long because I had no obligation to leave my home. I plead "sick". Percentage of day spent frumpy: 100%

Day 2: I was dressed at 9:30 am (whoa). Clothing clean(ish) and coordinated (black always looks great with denim). Teeth brushed, hair clean (but wet and pulled back in ponytail) and I actually applied mascara AND blush. Mom-friends at drop-in playgroup noticed. Percentage of day spent frumpy: 15%

Day 1: I got dressed at 2:17 pm. Not bad but I think I can do better. Percentage of day spent frumpy: 70%
Tomorrow looks better. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.


Kristen said...

Ugh. I'd fail miserably too. Some days I start to put my clothes on and end up working shirtless, or in underwear. I work at home, by the way. Otherwise, something says I'd have been fired or propositioned by now.

something blue said...

Look it's Bumper Cars! Good thing she's safe in Cars because I just want to eat her up.

If you show up to a playgroup in the hot number all done up, it's likely that someone will think that you're certifiable.

bubandpie said...

Love the soundtrack to those adorable photos. (Now that song will be going through my head all day! But it was worth it.)

MrsFortune said...

Dooo bump bump, bah dah dah, doo bump bump, bah dah day ... in cars ... Love that song.

I think the FTF is a worthwhile effort! Stick with it and keep us posted.

sunshine scribe said...

Cuuuute pics.

I know this has nothing to do with your post but I was just at Mrs. Fortune's place and read that you DATED Mr. Clean?!?! WTF?!?! Must know more...

Lizzy said...

I read this post earlier in the my usual lurking manner.

I'm delurking to say that since I read this, I CANNOT get the song out of my head.

Also, adorable Baby Bumper shots.

scarbiedoll said...

We still groove so hard to this. We dance to it every night after dinner. It's our new ritual and it makes us feel worse about being forced to listen to the Dora theme song every night.