Friday, October 08, 2004

calamity jane

A funny on myself....

Last week, a mother of one of Abby's "classmates" at BI phoned to invite Abby to a b-day party. It was to be at a farm, but during the therapy day and it also coincided with a doctor's appointmnet I had. The appointment was with the allergist to get the lab results for the testing we did on Abby back in July (!!) and one that I had already had to cancel once when we thought Beans needed ear surgery. Anyway, I checked with her therapists and they felt like some good therapy opportunities could be made during the party so a therapist was assigned to come with Abby. Then Jimmy agreed that he could be there so that I could go on to the Dr. appointment. Cool right? Everything is a go. SO I get up that day at 4am to label and pack out my clients' food so that the deliveries that I had to make can be done after we drop of Beans to school and before the party, which is about 45 minutes NE of me. I am dressed for business. One of my clients offices in the nicest building in Dallas and I try to look somewhat polished when I am making deliveries to him. I was wearing a wrap sweater, not tight at all, but loosely form fitting, nice slack-jeans (KWIM?) and pink suede driving moccasin mules. I am also wearing make-up and a little jewelry, including a cross necklace. (I promise these details become significant later). Anyway, we run into Target to pick up a present for Rifkiv, and Jimmy calls to say that a luncheon for one of the kids' classes has popped up and he cannot be at the farm. Ugh. I call the doctor to reschedule (AGAIN!!!!) and off we go. There is no time to go home and change. I am not too happy about it, but at least I had already made my deliveries. We get to the farm and Abby is immediately beside herself with unadulterated joy! She was simply thrilled and I was so sad that daddy was not there to see it. She rode a pony (I am totally looking into equine therapy now!) and did all kinds of fun things with the animals. She did well with the crowd and the strangers and different surroundings until the end so both her therapist and I were very proud. Anyway.....
It had rained a lot here the day before so it was muddy. VERY muddy. Did I mention what I was wearing? So there I was tromping around in the farm muck and mud in my suede shoes and nice clothes. But that was not the worst part. Dirty shoes I can deal with. I was a little embarrassed because I am sure the farm owner must have been like "Silly city-slicker," and I do know better, but oh well right? Did I mention before that I was the only gentile there? And I mean I was the only non-Orthodox Jew there. Here I was dressed in my clingy (but totally modest in any other circumstance, I promise!!) wrap sweater with a group of ladies in long skirts, no make-up, shirts just shy of turtlenecks, and head coverings. Oh, and don't forget the cross necklace!!! I felt like I was wearing a scarlet A. I am sure they all went home and were like, "Who invited the Whore of Babylon???" I have never been so self-conscious in my adult life. OMgosh.

And don't even try and tell me no one noticed. Two of the ladies were nice and of course Rifkiv's mother was wonderful, but the other ladies were just this side of treating me like I had the plague. Good grief. It was so uncomfortable. Thank God Abby's pleasure with all of the animals kept me from totally curling up and dying from embarrassment. Sheesh.

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