A week ago, to celebrate my first day back at work, the Boy dressed up in his Utilikilt for me. Maw. Incidentally, he was also drinking “Pike Kilt Lifter” ale at the same time…

…so I lifted his kilt! Of course! It’s natural.

In preparation for the job a couple of weeks ago I went to a uniform store and bought my very first pair of fashion scrubs. I wasn’t sure if I would need scrubs or not (I didn’t), but I figured I should be prepared with something adorable, just in case. A costume for every occasion!

Lo and behold: scrubs are so cute now! And fitted! I settled for a black scrub top covered with brightly-colored peace signs, and matching hot pink pants. Then, just for fun, I bought a pair of turquoise scrub pants as well.

I already wore them to work one day last week–a bloaty puffy crampy first-day-of-period day, and they were so comfortable. I suddenly remembered why I avoided tight pants for most of my life–tight pants suck! Bring on the scrubs!