Day one done!

Whew! Day one is officially in the books and day two is off to a smashing start! Only, err, um, 13 days to go?! I can do this... I think. Seriously, day one wasn't so bad. Monday is my errand/grocery shopping day but I had to add in laundry as well. Yes, I even ironed, just couldn't bring myself to do our under garments though. I think I actually heard my ironing board say "what's this bright light shining on me? And what is this hot feeling?" I'm pretty sure that was like only the fourth time I've ever taken it out of the utility room. This may sound superficial or silly but the worst part of yesterday was the fear that people would stare and think I looked odd or out of place. You see, that's because I was wearing a full dress, heels, pearls, and the icing on the cake, a blue 1950s hat. (These pictures were before I put my pearl earrings and necklace on.)

(just noticed that my gray hair really looks blonde in that second picture, pretty cool!) When I left the house, I was feeling alittle worried but I pushed on anyway. Then I got to the bank and got the biggest compliment from Mrs. McCall (Reba). She was just going on about how lovely I looked and how I would have fit in perfectly in the 50s. Self-esteem boosted, now on to the grocery store. In Save-A-Lot I got a few stares then another compliment on my outfit. Nice, self-esteem even higher. Off to Walmart and you know what? No one even looked twice. I guess they are so used to people being dressed crazy or in their pajamas that I didn't stand out either.
  Oh wait, let me add that I HATE wearing heels all day! I think my feet are convinced I'm trying to torture them. And pantyhose? If I could get my hands on the man (yes, it had to be a man, no woman would do that to another woman or herself) that invented these things I'd like to kick him square in his behind! At one point I actually saw smoke coming from my inner thighs were the nylon was rubbing so much it was about to start a fire. I'm seriously considering buying a garter belt just so I can wear stockings that hook on instead of full on pantyhose. Added bonus? Garter belts and stockings are sexy no matter how fat your legs are!
 The food turned out okay, not great but most of it was eaten. I made beef stroganoff over egg noodles, homemade rolls, peas, and strawberry Jell-O pie for supper. Granted the stroganoff looked more like a lumpy, thick, reddish gravy. At least the rolls and pie were big hits. Tonight's dish will be pot roast with potatoes and carrots with green beans and leftover pie. Oh, and more rolls because bread was a staple in the 50s home. My schedule has met a slight change. My dear friend, Mrs. Ray (Jaimie) and I are having a yard sale tomorrow and Thursday so today I'll attempt to deep clean the bedrooms and bathrooms and also finish pricing yard sale stuff. Tomorrow's cleaning will get started today if possible and if not, pushed to whenever I can fit it in. I foresee a few late nights in my future. Well, that's more than enough time in 2013, time to return to 1950. Tootles!