Further proof of my reestablishment as a productive member of society? I cleaned my whole house! Sure, it took quadruple the time it normally does, but still. And while Jimmy has noted that I am starting to walk with a distinct waddle, I'm not quite to the point where I can no longer bend low enough to scrub out the tub. When that time comes (within minutes, no doubt) I'll be making use of a (brilliant) tip passed on to me by my friend and mother of two, Bertha (name changed to protect identity). Once you've gotten too big to bend it like Beckham (or even like Betty White), perch your delicate self on the edge of the tub and use your swollen feet to push the sponge around the tub. Good. Enough.
Not only can I breathe and clean my house, I've taken pictures of Jimmy's outfit two days in a row! Look out world, here I come!
Without further ado, Jimmy's outfits:
|Wednesday: A full view, and yes, the pants are pin striped.|
|Wednesday: Close up of the camel coloured argyll.|
|Thursday: Dapper in dress shirt and pants.|
|The dreaded sausage.|
|A simple Steve Madden slip on.|
|A Diesel boat shoe boot.|
The details of men's fashion can be exhilarating, no doubt about it. Speaking of details, if you have any suggestions for Jimmy's hair, I do believe he is in that frightful in between stage and is looking for suggestions. Hmmm, another idea for a future post - the evolution of Jimmy's hair. You've seen my evolution and given your votes, now I think it's Jimmy's turn. I've posted the long haired pics of his youth, but there have been many mutations over the years. Off to the archives I trot to find you some photos!
Till next time,