I think muumuus, in their appropriate Hawaiian setting, are perfectly fine. They are indigenous to the locale. However, they have been madly misappropriated as a somehow appropriate plus-sized fashion necessity. Being of a zaftig nature myself, can I offer a resounding objection to this trend. Comfy they may be, but outside of Hawaii, please can we just leave them in the closet??
Those who meddle really miff this mad woman. Those with mettle do not. I know members of both extractions…guess who I hang out with?
Mmm, Mmm, Good! Best branding EVER for Campbell’s Soup. Best caption for this photo (credit People of Walmart for that)? Not so much…
Mandi…a forever friend I miss a ton. 2000 miles of US geography, kiddos, and myriad responsibilities does not make it easy to visit…or frankly, to even chat on the phone very often. No matter, because we pick up where we left off before…every time…which is what forever friendship always is.
Speaking of myriad, how is it that this particular word gets misused so much? Short lesson: myriad (adj) means innumerable, multitudinous, incalculable, immeasurable, numerous. Therefore, “a myriad of (insert plural noun of choice)” is not correct. You wouldn’t say “a numerous of …” or “a multitudinous of …” or “an incalculable of …” Correct usage is “myriad (insert plural noun of choice).” Like myriad responsibilities, for instance, which keep friends from being in touch as much as they would like to be. OK, end of lesson. It really is the little things in life… 😀
Momentary political tangent: Minimum wage does not help the economy, and it does not make jobs more plentiful. It does just the opposite, because the higher the minimum wage that is required per employee, the fewer employees that can be hired. For those looking for jobs, these circumstances are inconducive to success. The market can regulate minimum wage adequately and fairly, but it is not permitted to do so (thanks to ubiquitous government interference and regulation). This maddens me. End of tangent.
Mangos are melt-in-your-mouth delicious.
The best and most special name I have EVER had…EVER…is Mommy! The best and most special job I’ve ever had is Mommy! Well, wife too, but in my case, that’s implied. 🙂
Many, many thanks to my parents for passing along the love of reading to me. It is one of my favorite pastimes (after…or maybe equal to writing), so let me share some of my favorite M authors: Monica McInerney (marvelously fun Australian author); Mark Twain (no list is complete without him); Pamela Morsi (fun Southern author); Marina Lewycka (of A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian fame…funny little book), Cormac McCarthy (just read his stuff!); Mary Alice Monroe (great summer reading), Daphne du Maurier (Rebecca is perhaps the best gothic murder mystery I have ever read); Maurice Sendak (one of my very favorite children’s authors).
Making time to do the hair for my lovely friend WomanNeverSleeps‘ beautiful daughter on the day of her prom…my pleasure. And a small example of the miraculous covenant that binds the body of Christ. When help is needed, there is always someone to call, someone who can, someone who will. It’s not always me, but it is today, and it is indeed my pleasure.