Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Shopping Spree

Brando took me on a shopping spree for my birthday today - whee!! ...and to make up for telling me Friday night that he a place he wanted to take me to... to my car.

Wanted to find pictures of the items, but I could only find similar items... the ones I got are much cuter:

Mine ties at the bottom, doesn't have the white at the top, and has a much softer and cuter floral pattern.
Mine is an olive green and super cute.
Exactly what I got, but it looks oh so much better in person. The perfect white dress to take to Greece if I were ever to go. For now, I can just pretend :) .
Mine is a deep red, and looks so much better in that color. It's gorgeous.

I also got some adorable jean cut offs with the pink striped pockets hanging down below the cut-off (finally fell for that trend - just one pair so far, though), and am getting another pair of shorts in the mail that I am crossing fingers will fit!

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Dear Life,

Refocusing on Brando and the boys, thank you for opening my eyes to many things, one of which my main blog sort of feels like a friend I need to focus on less. I love dumping my thoughts here, because there's hardly any readership (and I love all that do read here!), but dumping my thoughts there seems too vulnerable. And organizing my thoughts in a sane manner takes too much energy. I may save you, dear blog, for pictures of trips and call it good over there. It's been fun to revamp, though, and try new things. That, above all, I believe, showed me that it's not worth my energy over there.

Stores, thank you for all the GORGEOUS summer clothes out! I went crazy town at forever 21 and can't wait to model my new wardrobe for Brando on dates.

Summer, how can you be so near? I can't believe this may actually be the last summer that Justinbustin will sorta do what I want because he has to. Fortunately, he loves outdoor activity as much as I, so that means I have an adventure buddy!

Girls weekend, I am so sad, you didn't work out. I can't wait til' you do!

My own weekend, I am kinda relieved that I can make you happen now. Justinbustin will get to go camping, go to a special event Saturday, and the boys won't have to be left alone Friday afternoon and Saturday morning.

Pool, why don't I go to you more often? Your sun rays were absolutely glorious yesterday and left the perfect tan line that I'm still olive oiling to get rid of the burn. Your water is still cool and refreshing.

Brando, thank you for being so awesome at figuring out new strategies. I can't believe the school changing the way parents could pick up could give me anxiety attacks! Thank you for relieving those by figuring out a new way to easily pick up the boys, and a way that they love, in an instant.

Boys, you are incredible when given responsibility. My prayer is that you will find ways to rise above, be a leader, and find your own things to be responsible for even when you aren't given responsibility.

KT, thank you for being my bestie. For sticking with me through thick and thin. For noticing my irritation yesterday, and not saying a thing, but simply showing up in your bathing suit with a towel and inviting me to go to the pool just so you could be silent and hear me vent. Thank you for knowing me well enough to know something is bothering me, and also knowing me well enough to not question me about it, but simply be there for me and let me tell you in my own time. You are amazing, and I don't know what I did to deserve your amazingness. I don't think I did anything, I think you just are that person and I'm so glad I know you.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

New Boots






And a new coat...
Yay for birthday money!

Monday, December 28, 2009

Depression

I fight depression way more often than I'd like to admit. It often hits me the worst in times of high stress or when I feel like I have no purpose.

Take this morning for example. The boys are off from school and happily playing. I am off from school and so not stressed. Yet, last week, when I discovered we have $600 in toll tag fees I freaked out and immediately stopped spending any sort of money. Now I feel like there's no purpose.

One thing I have been trying to do to give myself a purpose is research transferring to a university. The amount of information available is so overwhelming I often have to stop shortly into it. I am bit by bit comprehending the information, though, and now just need to wait until the schools open again to meet with an advisor. In the meantime I am overwhelmed by the amount of information and feel like it will never get done.

And so here I sit. In pj's. Contemplating it never getting done. And not calling a friend who I told I would call this morning. Mostly because I don't know what we can do to hang out together that doesn't involve money.

Whew. Now I remember why I started blogging in the first place. It helps so much to get that all out on paper somewhere where it doesn't stay hidden in a file. I'm off to shower and get dressed.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Shopping!!!

Went shopping today and bought SEVEN Victoria's Secret bras for $138!!! SOOOO excited. Imagine how my heart dropped when half an hour after we left the mall I realized I had left my bags at the mall!!!! All the way back to the mall my emotions ranged from "I don't deserve bras any way.", "That's what I get for spending $138, even if it was needed and I've only owned maybe ten bras the entire time I've needed to wear one.", and "I'm so irresponsible. What's happening to me?" Thank goodness I finally realized it was a possibility I set the bags down while trying on an awesome pair of $20 Rocket Dog tennies that ended up being too small for me. Sure enough, I ran back by that register and there were my VS bags just sitting there pouting because they missed me! Soooo happy. And relieved. My body so went straight to parasympathetic mode where I was completely exhausted from all the stress I'd gone through while thinking they may be gone! So time for a margarita.