Squirl's Nest

Monday, May 16, 2005

I don't believe I'm blogging about this....

Okay, this one is embarrassing, but Kitty insisted that I blog it. Yeah, I could use stand losing a few pounds. I'm not terribly overweight, but could still stand to lose a few pounds.

This what is euphemistically called "that time of the month" which always adds some bloat around the middle area of the body. I was sitting at work this morning when, all of a sudden, my too-tight pants weren't too tight anymore. Crap, my zipper broke.

Things have been kinda busy this past week at work. I considered driving home to change which would be about an hour or so out of my day. There was also the option of going to a store to buy a new pair of pants. Again, more time out of my work day.

In the end I decided to wait it out. I had three large safety pins in my purse. This was something I could do.

I made it. But, believe me, I couldn't wait to get home. That wasn't until almost 8:00 as I always visit my Mom on Monday nights. I made it about 12 hours with my pants pinned. Gee, I'm tougher than I thought. Thank goodness I'm sitting here now in my sweats, blogging and listening to music on the Opera Chick's site. Bigger pants for the next couple of days.

24 comments

Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

*doesn't have the monthly thing and feels doubly guilty about the freshly finished Twinkie*

Mon May 16, 09:32:00 PM  
Blogger Susie said...

This will henceforth be known as "the day Squirl blew out her zipper at work."
This reminds me of a therapist I used to see, years ago, before I even went to school to become a therapist. At the time I was in the corporate world, wearing suits, silk blouses and pumps. (Not really me.) The therapist wore jeans, and she said to me, "It's that time of the month, do you mind if I get comfortable?" I didn't know what she meant, but I'm all about people getting comfy, so I told her to go right ahead. She undid her belt, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, and curled up on the couch, just hangin' loose. This was a major factor in my deciding to become a therapist. Although, for the record, I have never undone my pants in my office when a client was present. Next time, Squirl, just "get comfy" before the zipper goes ;)

Mon May 16, 09:52:00 PM  
Blogger Kitty said...

Just don't get comfy in front of the copier nazi. I'm not sure, but I think he might be a republican.

Disclaimer: Riding the fence. Please don't attack my lean to the left. I'm just not rich enough to be a republican yet.

You know for a fact next week I'm going to have a "I just did something to my pants even tho Squirl told me next week I'm due" blog.

Can we go try on assless chaps tomorrow babe? You don't have to put them on, just hold the camera.

Mon May 16, 10:16:00 PM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Damn, Susie, they wouldn't appreciate it if I did that at work, not a bit. And don't think I haven't tried...

Kitty - in my experience, one can never have too many assless chaps, nor can one overestimate the value of a friend who will hold the camera.

Squirl - I feel your pain. And I do have clothes that will almost but not quite zip up, which is even worse.

Mon May 16, 10:28:00 PM  
Blogger Kitty said...

The question of the moment really is... WILL SHE HOLD THE CAMERA????

Guess we'll all find out tomorrow. There is a Harley shop 15 minutes away from work. Perhaps I can seduce her with Sicilian pizza (1 block down baby - CALL ME!).

Mon May 16, 11:04:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Mr B, no need to feel guilty. All is forgiven.

Susie, I love the story. I used to have to dress up like you did, too. We're now allowed to wear jeans to work, but we can't exactly unbelt, unbutton and unzip while we're here. :-)

Kitty, of course it burst while I was sitting next to the copier nazi. I don't think he knew, but still wasn't any fun. No camera holding today as I'm leaving early. Tomorrow.

Bucky, assless chaps would probably not be appreciated by my team-members here. I am just refusing to admit that I might have to buy a pair of pants size 12.

Tue May 17, 09:12:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Woo hoo!

*goes for a cookie dough Poptart*

Tue May 17, 09:24:00 AM  
Blogger greatwhitebear said...

At least you didn't stand up and have them fall down (there's a story there I'll tell sometime)

Tue May 17, 10:23:00 AM  
Blogger LadyBug said...

Now see, I'm thinking, well, thank goodness you were sitting at work when it happened, and not standing up in front of a bunch of people. Even if they hadn't seen what happened, the look on your face would've betrayed you. They probably would've thought you'd had a sudden attack of incontinence or something.

Tue May 17, 11:19:00 AM  
Blogger SierraBella said...

Better a zipper malfunction than a seam blowout!
I once had a plastic front hook on a favorite bra explode apart while at work.
Ahhhh... sweet relief!

Tue May 17, 02:14:00 PM  
Blogger whfropera said...

ok, squirl, you officially rock...thanks for lining, although I changed the music about an hour ago, and now I'm putting my favorite Beethoven piano sonata up there.
Its the one I say I have to learn before I die.
I don't have access to a piano, so that may make things difficult. anyone want to bring me one? (laughs)
Yes, I have had the zipper blowout at work too, and because I used to be a costumer, NEVER leave the house without at least a handful of safety pins.

Tue May 17, 06:36:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

GreatWhite, I'm looking forward to that story. ;-)

Ladybug, yes, I'm glad I was sitting down and no one was looking at my face when that happened.

Sierrabella, OMG! If my bra blew out at work, I would definitely be heading out the door immediately. While I may not be the Bazonga Queen (see Bucky's site) they are large enough to create a ruckus if suddenly unleashed.

Opera Gal, I'll have to check out your music. What Beethoven piano sonata is that? on NPR this morning they played part of Pathetique and the local DJ (radio host, I don't know) was embarrassed to say that he couldn't remember its name or composer. You know, I've carried those pins for years and this is the first time I've needed them. Sure was worth it!

Tue May 17, 07:27:00 PM  
Blogger Courtney said...

I've never had a zipper blowout, but I too had a bra malfunction. I was at work at the strap broke. I had a really hard time telling my male boss (who was smokin' hot), why I needed a safety-pin and a few minutes off the floor. But he just had to know.

Tue May 17, 08:59:00 PM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

I've never had my zipper blow out in front of people, but...

The first time I ever taught a college class, the majority of my students were male engineers who showed me little mercy. One day I got up in front of class in this rockin' pair of maroon pants with grey pinstripes, tight to the butt, thinkin' I was lookin' gooooood.

Well, I start to notice that the guys aren't exactly starin' at my face while I lecture (this is about 20 minutes or so into class). I venture a downward glance, and my zipper is OPEN OPEN OPEN and GAPING. I mean GAPING. It's not just unzipped, it's open as wide as possible, shit, there might as well be a sign there that says "Have a look at my panties, boys!"

We had an early break that day while I zipped up and hid in the bathroom for a long time. For some reason, I got excellent reviews from that class.

Wed May 18, 07:29:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Oh, Courtney, that must have been really embarrassing! A wardrobe malfunction in public just plain sucks.

Bucky, I don't think you ever told me that one. And no one had the temerity to tell you. Go figure.

Wed May 18, 07:49:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

I once had a patient rip my back pocket at the psychiatric hospital I worked at back when. My cheeks said, "Aaaaaairrrr!"

Wed May 18, 07:55:00 AM  
Blogger Kitty said...

Sorry Mr B! Didn't mean to rip your pocket off. I was trying to sneak a peek at your package and all :-)

Wed May 18, 08:46:00 AM  
Blogger whfropera said...

Squirl - well, for me to choose a Beethoven piano sonata to feature is sort of like asking me "which child is my favorite?"? Um, they're all good, so I put all of them up there. Alfred Brendel at the piano, folks.
I am offically a dork.

Wed May 18, 09:01:00 AM  
Blogger Spurious Plum said...

Do assless chaps even have zippers?

Wed May 18, 11:47:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

All ya gotta do is ask Kitty. Besides, this was a hospital for kiddos, you were likely too old to ride this ride.

Gosh, that wouldn't sound right if you didn't know what we were talking about.

Actually, I do know what we're talking about and I'm not so sure I should post that.

Awe, screw it.

Wed May 18, 11:59:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Mr B & Kitty, get a room guys.

Opera, I've loved Beethoven since I can remember classical music. If that makes me a dork then so be it. Wait, I already knew I was a dork. :-)

Plum, that's what makes the chaps such a great alternative. No zippers to bust.

What's really cracking me up is that no one made any reference to the Squirrel Nut Zippers.

Wed May 18, 07:45:00 PM  
Blogger Captain Beefheart said...

It's true - long term the suits ARE picking up the bill

Assless chaps - save them for "dress down Fridays" or are they everyday wear?

Thu May 19, 02:33:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Captain, if you ask Bucky, she'll tell you they're for everyday wear. I would consult my Human Resources policy before wearing them to work on a Monday, though. ;-)

Thu May 19, 09:17:00 AM  
Blogger It's Me, Maven... said...

If you get a chance, check out my Crochet my Crotch post at my blog... it's so fitting!

http://thoughtnuggets.blogspot.com/2005/05/crochet-my-crotch.html

Also, I found this link for squirrel fishing and thought I'd share...
http://www.dp2.org/%7Enick/images/squirrels/

Enjoy:)

Sun May 22, 06:54:00 PM  

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