Keep in mind, I LOVE going to church.

It's the process in getting ready for it that bugs me.

Take this morning for example. I was told to wear, the night before, my black blouse with white jeans and my flats.

Not a problem.

But now, half an hour before we're supposed to leave, she changes her mind like;

"Maddie, nobody is wearing anything nice, just change into your red top!"

Seriously?

And as I'm changing into the shirt and writing this rant, she's like;

"Maddie, what are you doing?"

AND SHE JUST PUSHES THE DOOR OPEN!

She doesn't even knock, she just pushes it open!

You see, my grandma is a bit of a fashionista.

I only brought two nice outfits to wear for church and it's like she can't pick which one cause she keeps changing her mind!

I'm pretty sure there's a verse somewhere in the bible that says we shouldn't care it judge ourselves for what we should wear.

Right?

END OF RANT!