Best story of the weekend

Okay, I can't believe I forgot the best story from this weekend. Sylvia is a diabetic and she forgot her meds. The crop was being held about 30 minutes from her house. It is Friday night. She is already in her silky mint green pajamas - top and pants. I am still in my capris, but have put my pj shirt on and let the girls out (meaning no bra). I have socks on my feet. Syl is wearing flip flops with her pjs. She says lets go. I think we are going to her house to get her meds. When we pull into the Wal-Mart parking lot, I figure out that we aren't going to her house. Okay, now I have been to Wal-Mart a time or two. I know how people dress. Just because they dress that way, doesn't mean I have to. Even if it is midnight. I tell Syl I am not going in, I have no shoes on. If I go in with just my socks on, I will have to throw them away when I am done. Never mind the fact that I don't have a bra on. Hello, my girls are hanging out there! So, she says I can have her flips. She has some shoes in the back and she will put them on. Okay, the shoes in the back - two pairs of tennis shoes and a pair of black, strappy high heels. Guess which ones she picks?? You guessed in, the black high heels. OMG! Here she is in her mint green silky pajamas and high heeled shoes! No one even blinked an eye! It is probably because Sylvia was so comfortable....so comfortable in her trashiness!! There are pictures. I will have to see if she will let me post one on my blog!