Why the name

I get asked by newcomers to my blog why I chose the pantyless preachers wife as a url.  It’s a simple story actually.

A bloggie friend of mine wrote a story about blogging sans underwear, I admitted I had done the same.  She replied she could just picture me sitting in church without my drawers, while Stud was in the pulpit preaching away.  It cracked her up.   Then I told her a true story….

A few years ago, I sang in a group with 2 other women, at one point, 9 months actually, we were all pregnant.  You should have seen the three of us towards the ends of our pregnancies, all huge, all waddling to the stage to sing.  We used to joke that we would probably all break our water at the same time up on stage while singing and flood the place.  Any how, for me, this was my 5th child, so my body parts didn’t quite hold up like they used to.   That morning, I knelt down to pray at alter of prayer, and next thing I know, my bladder was leaking.  I got up, ran to the bathroom, just in time for my bladder to totally release.

Needless to say, my hose and underwear were useless, and I was on a time limit.  We were supposed to sing in less than a minute.  I ripped everything off, did a quick wash and got out of the potty just in time to walk up to the stage and sing.  That was the day I became the pantyless preachers wife.

See, not a “dirty” story, nothing bad or risque’.  Just a leaky bladder and bad timing.