While I was on that trip I mentioned to Colorado Springs, my husband took a week off work and stayed home with the kids.
Here’s a text conversation we had near the end of that week:
I think he might have learned to appreciate me a little bit.
Over the weekend I went to a Christian ladies conference in Colorado Springs. (It was wonderful of course.)
One of the things they had there was a representative from the company 3 Seams, which is one of those fair trade type things where they help women in third world countries make a living wages sewing clothing or making jewelry. They had the beautiful wrap things for sale with pretty colors and soft fabrics.
The girl demonstrated how you could wear it as a jacket or a scarf or whatever and lots of the ladies were buying them. Everyone who had one looked great in it. It was like something all the cool ladies had.
I passed the table like twenty times and finally succumbed on the last day and bought one in a gorgeous blue color. I was super pleased with myself and my purchase. I was ready to be cool like everyone else.
Then I came home and got ready to wear my fabulous new wrap in real life.
Somehow, it just doesn’t look as good on me as it did on those cool ladies. And from the back?
My 17-year old said, “Mom, you look like a giant M-n-M!”
Wow. Well, at least the craftswomen in Cambodia got a fair wage out of it.
What do you think? Am I cool yet?