I talk about underthings (Christian men might want to skip)

About a year ago at work a coworker, a very frumpy, obese one, was showing me (unasked) pictures of lingerie she was buying including some horrid bondage suit?  It was leather?  I was completely sickened.  so I'm giving you a heads up I do talk about underwear in this post.  Your choice if you read or not I will keep it rated "G".  

Years ago I read a really good book about style for women "Fabulous You, Unlocking your personal style".  It had a survey.  I came up as a Sporty/Romantic.  Which makes sense.  I am equally comfortable in jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers, or a lacy dress.  

One thing she mentioned Romantic women always have a lot of pillows in their decor (guilty), and a lingerie collection.  I did have some stuff.  Ron didn't care about that really but I did find something that impressed the heck out of him on one occasion.  I got rid of it about a year after he died.  An advisor said a new husband would definitely not want to see me in something Ron had experienced too.  

Who wants to think about the last guy she was with?  Ick.  

So I got rid of it.  I have been building up a few things which I found today.  

I wear more "sporty" type things to work as I am very active in my job.  But, when I see something really cute and affordable, or on clearance, I have bought them.  So I have a few things.  I never wear them but it's nice to look at them.  

Anyway, I was in a hurry the other day, getting dressed.  Practical bra, check.  Wool socks, check.  Underwear, check.  I pulled on my long underwear, my jeans, headed out the door.  And I noticed the underwear fit really well.  

When I got a chance I checked the size and it was a size down from what I had been wearing.  My weight varies but I seem to "stick" around a size 18, 2X top, 1x pant.  But I got tired of getting rid of the big stuff and having to repurchase it again.  So I keep it.  

That also applies to smaller sizes, I keep them.  One had gotten mixed in with my big stuff.  I liked the way it fit, found another one, wore that the next day, that was also great.  So I am phasing out the bigger size.  I spent some time digging through the underwear bag in my closet and pulled out all the ones I wanted.  

I did find the fun stuff which makes me wonder if I will ever wear it for a husband.  Sometimes, like now, I think it would be nice if God could give me a  "Yes" or "No" on remarrying.  After Buddy I am just assuming it is a NO for now and focusing on my ministry instead.  

I do know it is essential he be born-again, evangelical, and dedicated to outreach.  Dedicated to pleasing God first and seeking His will in everything.  I don't care much about looks - I don't want someone greasy and sloppy like I look (ha ha) today.  I don't care if he's disabled... in a way I think it might be a plus as he could relate more to my difficulties.  But empathy, kindness, compassion, you can't put that in a photo.  

I have found you can take a photo and put it online, get information about who it is.  So if I do meet someone I will not be putting up pictures of his face.  I think it could be fun getting shots that don't do that, and I will of course explain why to him.  

I just hope he's not the sort of stubborn Texan to say "bring it" and put me in a relationship in him on Facebook when I tell him about the pest.  I hope not.  Ron would have.  

Anyway that's it for now.  I did put them in the wash as Spotty likes to get in my underwear drawer and sleep in them.  Now that's too much information!