Public Service Announcement:

Put your ta-tas away when going to the elementary school to pick up your child(ren). Not doing so leaves you open to be discussed on my blog, given the stinkeye by other mothers, and makes you look like a street walker! It is also a pretty good idea to refrain from arriving at the school with a bare midriff.

Maybe I will be considered a prude for feeling this way, but I am okay with that. I go to the school daily to retrieve DQ and see women dressed for a night-on-the-town-to-pick-up-a-man almost every day. I can't fathom why a 30 something year old woman feels the need to have her cleavage out there for every little boy and girl to see, but they do it. One woman in particular I have come to look for because she is so over the top with her attire. One day last week she arrived wearing a black mini tank, a black shirt over it that was see through, a pair of tight, tight jeans, and boots with a 4 inch heel. At an elementary school. At 3 in the afternoon.

I have become accustomed to seeing women arrive with hair perfectly fixed, makeup applied meticulously, and clothing that was likely seen on a runway model. It makes me wonder. Do these women have so little to do in their lives that they get that dressed up just to pick up little Jill or Jack from school?

Maybe part of it is jealousy? I mean, I am barely able to manage pulling on a pair of jeans, throwing my hair in a pony tail, and putting on a bra. Nah. It isn't that I can't manage, it's really that I choose not to bother. DQ should be happy I don't show up bra-less wearing my PJs and slippers. Not that I sit around like that every day unless I have somewhere to go. Nope. Not me.

Anywho, regardless of how cute you think you are, how skinny you are, or how desperate you may be for attention, refrain from showing up to the school ta-tas on display, along with your belly. We (the general public) do not wish to see it. There is a time and place for everything. An elementary school is neither.

Should I even bring up the fact that this school is on a military post and unless you are the service member (which is highly doubtful because you aren't in uniform...ever), that would mean you are a married woman. I haven't seen your husband by your side and could easily venture to say that he is deployed, but I won't go into that. Basically, keep your bidness out of my face and I won't talk about how you dress like a hooker. Mkay?

**Had to add this part:
Read this post to the husband (because I love for him to see how great I am) and as soon as I started reading the part of the one woman in particular, he looked at me and said "Red headed chick?". That. Is. Sad.