interesting moment

so I'm shopping today... just a quick in and out to get pastry flour ( don't ask!)
Both boys... fragile timing.... in and out!
I'm showered and even in a new shirt (circa Winners) - feelin' good

I am poised in front of the baking area "pastry flour " in one hand, organic whole wheat in the other. Why I chose that moment to debate my flour alternatives is beyond me.

I think to myself "I should know when or where to use these other flours... I mean chemically they do the same thing blah blah blah" ...(I digress into stupidity there....) Suddenly someone taps me on the shoulder, and my first thoughts are.... is Nolan sucking on the shopping cart hand rail and where is Lars ? ...but no, no alarm in this voice. It is the voice of a frail /elderly women...."excuse me". Now I am thinking "prefect God has sent me a Betty Crocker housewife to give me clarity on the flour issue". As I turn my Betty Crocker welcoming face away from the flour to greet this lovely women.... I stop.... my smile tightens..... my eyes move slowly up from her stomach to her neck and then they meet her eyes (uhhh, a wee gasp from me )

Her eyes are twinkling with glee as she says "don't you just love this fabric" and she runs her hands.... her 85 year old hand over her shirt... MY shirt.... MY new WINNERS "oooh look at me I'm a yummy mummy " shirt.

Now at that moment time stopped. Because in that moment she was delighted that she was so in style and talking to a young woman who oblivously had great fashion sense... and I, I was horrified and in my mind running half naked from the store.

But I simply said "yes, I love it ... and may I say you have fabulous taste?"