Maria just arrived.  She’s our cleaning lady (Mexicans would say she’s our maid or muchacha but I just can’t do it). She showed up looking quite hip.  She dyed her hair black, and was wearing cute jeans and a pink polo. I’ve never seen her not in a dress or skirt.  Wait a minute, those are my jeans and that’s my polo.  I gave her a bunch of clothes the other day including some Ann Taylor jeans I bought during last year’s skinny-stress days when all my clothes were dripping off of me. I’d be lucky to get a knee into them now that I’ve been rehabbed with unemployment and empanadas.  Here she is, needing a belt no less, looking fabulous.  I wish I had looked as cute in that outfit!