I zipped them up, buttoned them, and went about my Sunday morning routine (panicking and preparing things for church, and the study I'm leading, last minute).
I was finishing my hair when Marcus walked by and starting laughing, "Are your pants on inside out?"
"No...(*looking in the mirror*) they're fine... oh wait, crap they are."
Thank goodness for laughing, observant husbands. I can only imagine how embarrassing it would have been to stand up before the congregation with my pants on inside out. I'm still not sure how I managed to button and zip them without noticing. Perhaps more sleep is in order.
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3 comments:
Perhaps you could have convinced them it was "wear your pants inside out day"....we used to have that in high school :-)
OMG LOL
You must be REALLY tired! But also really talented to have zipped and buttoned inside out pants. I hope you made it through the rest of the day unscathed by wardrobe malfunctions.
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