Why Are They Staring?

I have a problem.

I have many, I know. Yet, it's very possible that somewhere between having my second child and eating countless packs of chocolate Necco wafers, I lost my sanity.

It dawned on me last night around 8:45 pm, as I walked out of Michael's craft store. That was the moment when the automatic doors parted and the cold air hit my face. And I realized...

I was wearing my pj's.

Let me explain.

I came home from a long day, and threw on my pj's. The pj's with penguins on the pants that tie at the waist. I was spending time with the kids when Griffin told me he needed 100 pieces of yarn for a project at school. No problem, we have yarn.

Correction, we used to have yarn. It would be too easy for it to actually be where I last left it in the craft supplies.

So, I announced to Greg that I was making a yarn-run and would be right back. Sort of like a beer-run, but no chance of having to show ID, and ultimately, no beer.

I must admit, I laughed most of the way home about what I was wearing. When Greg caught of glimpse of me, he said...

"You wore that?"