Dirty Underwear

My mom used to say, and maybe she still does, that you should change your underwear everyday so if you're in a car wreck, and have to go to the hospital, you won't be embarrassed by the state of your underthings. To this I would always think, and perhaps I did say out loud, that if I was in a car accident, I would more than likely need to change my underwear again. And if I'm in the state that I am being transported to the hospital, I'm sure I would have other things on my mind. And yet, I do change my underwear everyday and teach my kiddos to do the same. So she must have impressed me enough. And I do like to tell my kiddos about the car wreck scenario so we can all have a good laugh. Which we do.


This scenario can also be applied to my home. Get the work done, so if someone shows up at the door, I won't be embarrassed by the state of things. Unfortunately that doesn't happen very often. My house will always be in a state of chaos. I'm hopping it's the way things are simply from having lots of littles running around the house. I have a sneaky suspicion however that it has more to do with the chaos in my head and not so much the number of tiny feet scampering around.

But you know what someone said, "Cleanliness is next to impossible."  ~Author Unknown


I have now decided that this also applies to my car. Last Friday I spent the day at a track meet with my daughter who runs (she did great!), and my two littlest Littles. It was crazy windy that day. It was windy at home too, but out in this prairie town, it was just crazy, windy, dirt flying in our face and hair. My baby was in the stroller and was being blown away! I had to hold on to her to keep her from rolling across the grass. Yeah! She was even on grass and was still blowing away! We seeked refuge in our car. This also meant that we eat in the car. That's not new. The day was hot and the sun was sunny. Ok, this isn't news either, but you get the idea. By the time got home we were so pooped that we just let it all stay there. 


Then Saturday came and we were all still lazy and enjoying the non-windy sunshine and the day. I had completely forgotten to clean out the car. Then Sunday while we headed to church, as I've mentioned before, My car died. Just quite without a word of warning. She was left on the side of the road to wait for friends and tows and all that expense. And you know what I'm thinking? OH MY GOSH! All that rash in the cup holders!!! What will they all think??? 




PS: Adventure Man just informed me that Bill Cosby has a sketch where he tells about his mom telling him to change his underwear for the very same reason that my mom does, and that he would say, "First I'm going to say it, then I'm going to DO IT!" My mom loves Bill Cosby, and so do I, but my Mom read this, and she didn't say, "Oh, I was just quoting Bill, Dear." So I'm still standing by my mom say'n it, and I'm sure his did too. My Darling Adventure Man knows Bill Cosby better than anyone I know, well, except "To Russell My Brother With Whom I Slept With." That one I had to share with him. But anyway, I'm just say'n!