Good News and Big Girl Panties
March 3, 2009 by Angela
Filed under Family Life, Humor, Lifestyle
OK, I have some really good news to report. A few days ago when I was talking to my man, he told me he spoke to our landlady and she will NOT be selling the house. He had a heart to heart with her, and by the end of the conversation she said that she would continue to rent to us. (I don’t know why I’m putting this picture of myself up on the left!)
I’m very relieved that we won’t have to look for another place to live. I had so many big plans for this house, so my mind is shifted back to completing the large task at hand–painting, repairing and replacing the floors, and designing the kids rooms. We don’t mind making the investment as long as we can stay in the house for at least five years.
I just thought I would share that with all of you. I’m giving a big cyber hug (((HUG))) to all those who have kept us in their thoughts and prayers through this past week. I felt like it was the week from hell.
Now, the title of this piece is “Good News and Big Girl Panties” so by now you are probably wondering about those big girl panties right?
Well…
A few weeks ago my husband and his mom decided to go shopping for some clothes for me and kids. They wanted to send a nice package filled with lots of goodies and much needed clothing. Dom asked about the sizes of the kids and I, and I gave him all the information. Now, over the last two months I have been busy getting clothing needed for the kids and I didn’t bother to buy anything for myself. Basically I have one pair of jeans, a few white tee-shirts, about five pairs of underwear and some socks…oh, and a jacket. But that’s it. A really nice lady here in NM donated some yoga pants and shirts to me, and those are great for around the house, but I can’t wear them out. Anyway, Dom was excited to get me some new clothes and I usually trust his judgment…he has great taste in clothing and shoes.
Last week the long awaited package arrived, and filled of excitement, I ripped open the box. His mom lovingly wrapped each our things and put tags on everything (it was like Christmas all over again). The kids were in school at that time, so I just opened the stuff for Simmi and I. Her stuff was so cute, and mine…uh, well, I stood there smiling and trying to process what I had just received! The first thing I grabbed were two pairs of jeans. I unfold them and WOW! BELL BOTTOM JEANS! I don’t mind a boot cut, but I started to chuckle at these things. In my mind, I started to see myself as the late Latin Diva Selena. Damn the bottom of them were wide! No problem though, because I could just cut the bottoms and make carpi’s out of them. Then I take out the next thing; polyester beige grandma pants with a complete elastic waist! Oh my, now I’m laughing. There were also tee-shirts which were very nice but what took the cake for me was the underwear. I told him not to get anything too sexy since he was out with his mom, but that I wanted something nice. I didn’t pay attention to the size of these things because I was looking at the picture on the cover and wondered what the hell he was thinking even getting this kind! Here is a picture I took of the package:
I’m wondering if he even looked at the STYLE of underwear that he chose for me! I would never wear underwear like that. Maybe he was busy looking at the hot chick wearing those underwear since she is the only one in the universe that could pull off such feat and still look good!
Since I was really in need of underwear (you can never have too many) I decided to open up the package and see exactly what they looked like. I took a picture of that too, just so you could see just how huge these things are! He must have gotten the wrong size for me, because when I opened them up, I never bothered to see what size they were….UH…..size HUMONGOUS!!!!!!!!!!!
I put this fantastic pair of panties on top of Simmi’s stroller so you could see the sheer magnitude of these things! I can cover the stroller with them!
Just for shits and giggles I tried them on. Let-me-tell-you, that when I say these things were big on me, I mean HUGE. They literally came up past my ribcage right under my boobs! I even went over to the mirror just to see what I looked like in them. I nearly pissed in those things laughing so hard!
So it got me to wondering if he wasn’t really thinking about the chick on the cover of the underwear box, but instead if he was thinking of the two hot ladies that he told me he hooked up with in a moment of weakness, because to tell you the truth, he must have been thinking of them when he bought me those Big Girl Panties! Here he is with his “lady friends.” 
I was suspicious after seeing those panties, so I hired a private detective to see what Dom was up to. I got the picture on the right in the mail from the private eye.
Tonight Dom called me to tell me that he is coming home to see us in two weeks and that was such a great surprise. It has been almost two months since I last saw him. I have an awesome night planned for him when he gets here! Wine, candle light, figs and olives, and of course all I will be wearing are my new big girl panties!
kipstreg on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 1:26 am
Hmmm.Got me thinking.Being of a frugal bent,I have come up with a brilliant(?) idea. How about using a wire clotheshanger,bend it a bit,place the panties over the top as a lampshade.Alternate idea would be to make a suitable opening,and give them to your man to wear.
Angela on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 2:10 am
Kipstreg- I like the second idea! Hmmm??? Wine, candles, figs and olives and both me AND Dom wearing only big girl panties! I love it.
Tara S. Dickherber, M.Ed, CPC on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 10:39 am
Doing a little cyber happy dance for you…about the house not the panties! Oh and the “pictures” of your man, very sexy!
Angela on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 10:43 am
Thanks Tara, I can’t wait till he sees how I’ve dressed and undressed him! LOL I love making him laugh, and after I originally told him about the underwear, he knew I was gonna end up writing about it at some point.
Melinda on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 11:05 am
Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Angela! Those panties are hilarious! But at least they are underpants that you can use!
About the bellbottom jeans–too bad I don’t live around the corner. I used to design costumes when I was an actress and became a very good seamstress. I could whip those jeans into shape in no time.
On to a more serious note–I am so happy to hear you get to keep your house. What a huge relief that must be. As someone who has been homeless, I know how much tension the thought of losing your house can be.
Thanks for the laughs this a.m. You told me I had a great attitude? Well so do you.
Take care, Angela–and again, I’m so glad the house thing worked out.
Melinda
Melinda’s last blog post..Requiem for a Heroin Dream
Angela on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 11:33 am
Hi Melinda,
I’m glad I made you laugh, but I have to say that if you lived around the corner from me, I would still cut the jeans and instead have you over for some coffee and great conversation!
Oh, and yes, the underwear is still very much useable, and when I’m sad, all I have to do is put them on and I will smile thinking of how awesome my hubby is for thinking of me and caring enough to send me a care package.
Have a great day Melinda!
Robin Easton on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 12:47 pm
I LMAO!!! You are so funny! Now, to “bare” all. When I was younger I lived for years in the jungle in Australia in the tropics. And I went — as my website says — Naked in Eden. I literally ran around for years buck naked, unless I had to go to the nearest town or there were people around. Hence no clothes, let alone undies. So there it went for years. Then I returned to society and I couldn’t even tolerate the stiffness of jeans, could hardly stand clothes and almost never wore shoes and if I did, I wore them two sizes too big and always unlaced. Flip flops or clogs best. And started wearing sweat pants….and still no undies. Then I finally adjust to baggy jeans, which I still wear, but still no undies, then (LOL!) I finally had to wear skirts for a few work related functions and bought some undies. Bikini undies and I could not tolerate them cutting in here and digging in there and always pulling them out of…well!! You know. LOL! THEN someone gave me a bag of all cotton “Old Lady” undies and they actually fit. Yes my dear they actually FIT. They come to my waist, and go right around my thigh, not high cut, and they didn’t dig in. So although they look absurd, me and my “old lady undies” fell in love. Although I rarely wear undies, if I MUST I wear my “old ladies”. I’m laughing at myself. HOWEVER, “old ladies” that come up under the boobs is another whole thing again. I mean the “old ladies” have to fit or it is a bit like wearing balloons.
Okay, I’m outta here. I’ve said too much already. So revealing. ;o LOLOLOL!!!!
:) Hugs, Robin 
Robin Easton’s last blog post..When did you last feel like this?
Angela on Wed, 4th Mar 2009 7:07 pm
Hi Robin,
You must have been in heaven wandering through the forest all naked. I would get all nervous that something would crawl up my cooch and decide to take up residence! I couldn’t handle that! Were you in a community of people or was it just you and nature?
Thank you for telling me your old lady undie story…I got such a kick out of finding out more about you! LOL
John J Savo, the Authoring Auctioneer on Thu, 5th Mar 2009 7:31 am
Oh, yes. Make sure you tell hubby to relax, slip away to put on “something more comfortable,” and then reveal yourself in the big panties.
Oh, that’s funny shit.
Stumbled.
John J Savo, the Authoring Auctioneer’s last blog post..Caption Contest No. 3: E.T.
Melissa on Thu, 5th Mar 2009 8:48 pm
Hi! I have been lurking for a bit - but I had to comment here, it has me cracking up!
I went to school with Dom, graduated the same year and he posted a link to your site so I had to come and read.
But this here posting here, wow! I swear they don’t know sizes or fashion at all. I’d like to say my husband is better than that, but he would be totally lost shopping for me.
Angela on Thu, 5th Mar 2009 11:57 pm
Hi Melissa,
I’m glad to meet you…well cyberwise anyway. LOL I wish I knew Dom back in high school, but that would be quite a feat for me. Lets see, when I was graduating high school, you and Dom where probably graduating from Kindergarten. My kids like to joke about that one all the time.
Thanks for stopping by and saying hi. I hope to hear from you again.
stillthinking76 on Fri, 6th Mar 2009 11:46 am
That was hilarious! It reminded me of the first time I bought myself underwear when I was 10 years old. I had gone to Walmart (on foot) and I had no concept of what size I was. All I knew was that my mom was constantly telling me I weighed too much and so when I went to the underwear section, I looked at all the packages and could not figure out the sizing system. So, I ended up buying plus size 20 panties. I was 10 and barely a size 3 in juniors. When I got home, I couldn’t believe how huge they were. Weirdly enough, I kept them.
I am glad you got to keep your house. So many of us are in precarious circumstances and I can totally relate to how stressful it is to be unsure of your basic future.
stillthinking76’s last blog post..Night
Angela on Fri, 6th Mar 2009 12:07 pm
OMG Still-
Plus size 20? Did you try them on? LOL As I read your story I had visions of this cute little 10 year old excited about actually purchasing something for yourself, getting home and taking them out and WAAAAAA???? Not knowing what to think of them. LOL
If I had the NERVE to take a picture of me in those underwear I would have put that up on the post too.
I used to get so freaked out about going to the store and buying underwear….toilet paper too. When I was ten, my grand mother sent me to the store to get a roll, and I was mortified! I was so embarrassed because I didn’t want anyone to know I wipe my ass! Worse than that was the back and forth in my mind of then thinking at least every one knows that I DO wipe my ass. I drove myself crazy with that one.
My grand mother really didn’t have a lot of discretion and when I was 12 she took me for my first bra. I did NOT want to even be in the underwear section (same logic as buying toilet paper) I didn’t want anyone to know I wore underwear or a bra and then would get embarrassed thinking that people thought I actually DIDN’T wear those items. LOL
Anyway, she didn’t pick a bra for me to try on in the fitting room…NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! She actually forced me to put the bra OVER MY SHIRT in front of EVERYONE! I thought I was going to pass out.