It Must Have Been the Earrings

Or it could have just been the alcohol.

There’s a first for everything, they say. Right? I got called, “Beautiful” by a strange man in the grocery store tonight and I started laughing right on the spot. If you could only see me you would understand why. I’m wearing the shorts I wear to jog in and a simple grey t-shirt along with my bright blue Crocs. Oh yes, and a cardigan sweater because I was a bit cold when I left for the store at 9:30 tonight.

Did you catch that? It was 9:30 when I left and I went to the bank first, which put me at the store close to 10. It was 10:30 when he saw me. What mother of four looks beautiful at 10:30 at night, wearing running shorts and having just completed a full round of grocery shopping? Beautiful wasn’t exactly the word I would have used to describe myself.

I chalk it up to the fact that I never took my earrings off today. That, or the fact that he was obviously drunk and we passed each other while he was perusing the beer case which I was walking by on my way back for the enchilada sauce I forgot duringĀ  my first trip through.

“Hey, Beautiful,” he said. And I laughed. Out loud.