Giraffe Underwear Update!

Before you read today's post, please go here to read a previous post. If you don't, the rest of this post won't make much sense. What I have to tell you is just so exciting!

So, did you read it? Are you fully informed about my tragic childhood without my giraffe underwear? Now that you've read it, you can feel my joy over what I am about to share.

Yesterday, I was at Walmart, and I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw this:

No, your eyes do not deceive you. Those are real, honest-to-goodness, giraffe panties! They are nothing like the ones I lost out on when I was 6, but they are even cooler! They came in a package of 3 panties, but the other 2 are not giraffes. For a second I actually considered wearing the other 2 pairs first and saving the giraffe ones for last. Apparently that save-the-best-for-last thing is an integral part of my thinking. I will tell you, though, that I overcame that. I'm not going to make that same foolish mistake twice! I am wearing my giraffe underwear and I am feeling quite wonderful about them. I think it will be a good day.

Here's hoping that you all have a giraffe underwear kind of day as well!