Updating a Diva Rule

One of my personal rules is that I NEVER leave the house without my hair brushed, at least my foundation & a little lipstick and a halfway decent, clean outfit on. You just never know who you might run into. Invariably you run into someone you haven't seen in forever. Since I hate it when I see women out in public in hair curlers, jacked hair, frumpy clothes - looking just plain tragic - I don't want anyone to see me in the same state.

During the day, I'm usually at work & dressed, so the above rule only applied on weekends and such. Now that I've been a SAHM for a few months, I got a tad lazy about getting myself together - who's gonna see me and 99.9% of the time I know when someone is coming over and can get myself prepared. Not today.

I am sitting on the couch catching up on some stuff I had on TI.VO when the fire alarm goes off. What da hell? I run all over this monstrosity and no fire, no smoke. I turn off the alarm which triggered the phone line to lock up, triggering the fire company to show up. Ron calls me to say that the alarm company was on the phone with him, conferenced me in and informed us that they can't recall the fire department. Okay. I caught a glance of myself in the mirror and SH&T - I looked like hell warmed over. I had on a nice sweatsuit, but I had ran my fingers thru my hair, pulled it back into a bun (scraggly lookin to say the least) and had on no makeup at all. Four fireman that looked like they had just stepped out of the Sexiest Firemen Calendar walked up to my door. DAMN. DAMN. DAMN. DAMN. DAMN.

All was well, although the alarm company has to come out tomorrow to check for faulty units. Imma be dressed for that appointment.

Updated Rule: Whether at home or going out in the street - GET YOURSELF TOGETHER. Don't ever be caught looking like death warmed over or a ghetto hotMESS. EVER!


  1. Yeah. Right.
    You probably still looked better then most of us do on our best days.

  2. I agree with Terri! LOL But duly noted!