No shirt, No shoes...No Worries!

I just thought everyone should know that I live in a naked house.

Ok, we're not actually in our birthday suits. Jared and I sport our religion and Adelyn wears a very sexy white Pampers diaper. Considering the fact that it's like 100 degrees outside and we don't have air conditioning I'm sure you won't judge us too harshly. During the late afternoon and early evening when it starts to cool down outside, all the heat of the day seems to be trapped in our little house and it's actually hotter inside than out. I mean we're not that weird...we're just melting.

We're quite happy in our naked house...until someone knocks on the door. Then Jared and I very quietly look at eachother and hope they'll go away. After they knock again we wonder if they can hear the tv. Assuming they can, we then look around to see who has clothing the closest and will have to open the door. It's usually me. When Jared gets home from work, he usually takes his clothes off at the back door where he comes in...I, however, walk all the way in...passing the bedroom and then take my clothes off in the family room or in the bathroom. Adelyn is only 6.5 months old and pretty much never gets dressed unless we take her somewhere. (Which if you ever look at my facebook pictures will explain why she's always naked.) But even if she did have clothes nearby, I think you understand why she's exempt from having to quickly get dressed and answer the door.

Anyways, when Jared got home from work today there was a reminder on the door that rent was due. This is usually my job, but I begged him to take it. My argument being that he was dressed and I was not. If you know my husband you'd know that he's not the most outgoing guy and taking the rent means awkward interaction with the friendly manager. So rather than just giving into my whining, he decides to take off his sports shorts and put them on me...then does the same with his shirt. (Like he literally dresses me while I pretend I can't move my body...and we're laughing really hard.) So now he's in his g's and I'm wearing his clothes. So I walk over to the manager's house and finding that she's not there leave it in her mailbox (so Jared could have just done it!) As I'm doing this, this man holding a baby walks up to me and asks if I know of any men that can come help him push his stalled car out of the street. I say, ya I'll go get my husband. So I run back to the house and tell Jared he needs to get dressed cause someone needs his help! I frantically take his clothes off of me and throw them to him and he puts them back on while I find something to put back on me. Adelyn is still hanging out in her diaper. All of this takes only about a minute. I (naked Adelyn in hand) then lead him down the street to where the man is waiting. Right as we walk up we see that a different man has stopped his car and is already helping. So we turn around and walk back to the house...stripping, of course, as we walk in. We're so white trash...

About half an hour later the FedEx guy knocks on the door...insert expletive here.

We're considering hanging this on the front door. J/K!