The Suit Doesn't Fit

I love being a mom. I mean, I LOVE it. In my lawyer days I used to say that I felt like I was living someone else's life. It just felt wrong. Every since I became a mom, I've felt like I'm living my life. The way I was supposed to. And frankly, I am probably a much better mom than I ever was a lawyer. I still don't think I understand the hearsay rule. I also hate wearing suits. I like jeans. Jeans with a little paint, baby food, and crayon on them are my favorite. I can't lie, I'm not afraid of sweatsuit either. Oh, or Uggs. I don't think they've been cool for about 5 years, but I still love them. Even more than my pairs of Jimmy Choos, which continue to collect dust in my closet. But my totally uncool, out of style Uggs are still getting lots of wear. I told Meg I would just wear them in my neighborhood and she suggested I just wear them in my house. I hope she doesn't see me tomorrow at HEB.