This was me all day. My son's girlfriend saw me and exclaimed "You look really nice! Where did you go?" It just goes to show you how often I DON'T wear real clothes or leave my FitFlops at home. Even in the summer, the yoga pants are never far away. You know the drill: Super Sunday, Maybe Saturday, the occasional meeting, and whatever is easy and comfortable the rest of the week which usually means yoga pants and my beloved yet beat up "Floppers". I made an effort to pair comfort with cuteness today. I succeeded. I was so comfortable in fact, that I just emerged from a four hour nap, still wearing everything but the shoes.
My sister finds reasons to wake me. During said nap, she sat on my bed for about 20 minutes (maybe longer, I was in a melatonin stupor, but I didn't take any) and commented on every random thing she could think of. I think she thought I was sick, but I was really just sleepy. She called after she left, waking me up once again, to comment on the clouds. "Oh yeah. Cool." After I said that, she hung up. I'm pretty sure she heard my lack of interest, but for some reason, I fell asleep again, only to wake suddenly. I looked out of the window and saw the most amazing clouds! Sleepy as I was, I got my camera (not my phone) and went outside.
Now this is obviously the sun shining through the clouds. (The bright orange light is a streetlight, btw) Except that I'm facing EAST and it's 8:30 at night. What the heck? I eventually decided that it must be the moon. I looked down the street and saw what was obviously a storm coming:
After five minutes, I went back to the "midnight sun", except it wasn't there. I am so glad that I have the pictures to prove this oddity:
Just five minutes later the mysterious light was gone, and the storm never came.
I was actually looking forward to it. Lord, please don't let me regret that I said that!
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