To say that I've been having some issues lately with my underwear* is an understatement. It appears that ALL the undies that I own have devised a diabolical plot to ruin my life. They've gone all passive-aggressive on my ass (literally) and have decided that rolling down to around my knees is where they should reside.
I walk around all day constantly yanking them back up, only to have them slide down as soon as I go up the stairs. Or down the stairs. Or through the grocery store.
When I was pregnant I didn't run out and buy maternity undies because I was pretty much all belly and I really didn't want to be seen sporting voluminous underwear. Ever. So I'm thinking that perhaps they are just a wee bit peeved and perhaps, oh, I don't know, stretched? And this may be why they are acting up in such a evil manner.
To just royally piss the whole lot off, I'm going to get a whole new underwear wardrobe and throw the dissenters OUT. I usually shop at Victoria's Secret, but I don't think we are going over to Buffalo any time soon. Any suggestions? (just don't mention Wal-Mart brand or I'll have to smack you.)
*To all of you who have been clicking here over and over looking for fresh content, I apologize. Profusely. Y'all don't want a half-assed (heh) post about the State of My Underwear, but it's all I got. I've been too damn busy pulling my underwear up.