Hot Date

So, tonight was Trunk or Treat at church (more on that later). Becca and I dressed as dogs.

Afterwards, I took my husband on a really hot date to Kroger while Grandma put Becca to bed. We're standing in the baking goods aisle (after walking halfway through the store), and John bursts out laughing (which, frankly, doesn't happen all that much), and says, "You still have a tail on."

Oops. I had removed the rest of my costume (including the painted on whiskers) but left the tail. Which hooks on my belt. Which meant I had to either continue wearing the tail or take my belt off in front of the brownie mixes in order to remove the tail. I'm in a quandary. I'm paralyzed. Someone walks into the aisle, and I feel compelled to say, "I've just been informed that I'm still wearing a tail." That elicited an interesting look.

I opted to remove the belt and take the tail off. I think that may be the first and last time that I undressed in Kroger. But then again, I would be all that surprised if it came up again.