... grub.
Huh. All that antici....pation, just to know we ate food, rather than shoes or walls or lightbulbs. Oh well.
I'm not sure whether it was
the
Crown Prince - C seemed to think that there were lots of them, and this wasn't the Heir Apparent type guy, just one of a bunch of princes. Rich princes. Dripping with money. He was marrying an Egyptian lass, apparently - she lives in the States, I think, but her family are Egyptian. C understood that she was actually richer than him. Moreover this was the
fifth
Wedding Party they'd had, and C got on so well with the Prince's mum that he was invited to the sixth, despite being the plus-one of a girl who'd forgotten to RSVP.
How sad is it that I had 20% off coupons and a 15% discount card on a day that Marshall Field's was having a 13 hour sale and I couldn't find
one
single thing to buy? I want to go to Fay's second hand market, by damn! I'm sure I could have found something there.
ION, I put in 5 hours of overtime, today. I'm not doing nada for the rest of the day. Therefore, vw, you will sound like a veritable busy little beaver next to me.
Fay!
That's the sound of my being envious. I am not enamoured of fancy ringtones usually, but I'd love this one. Or the Wallace and Gromit theme. I'd love that one too.
It's pretty easy, if your phone can connect to a computer, and if the person doing the tone making reads the specs for your phone first. Not that anyone forgot to do that last night, od course.
My phone is cheap and connects not, so I just have the stock tones.
Now we just need to get Pete his very own theme.
And now for Why Bras Trump Shoes In Event of Money.
Here's the thing about shoes: if you're just getting a pair of Attractive Yet Functional Shoes, the thrift stores are littered with Attractive, Functional, Barely Worn shoes in all shapes and sizes. If you want a little more upscale, you can hit consignment shops, the Rack, or Nordies when they have big shoe close outs.
The shoes I have in rotation right now cost me $10 (new at Metro, pleather, but cute and have lasted me two years), $3 or $4 (used at Value Village, spruced up with a coat of polish, nice Born walking mules), and $35 (Doc Mary Janes, new at the Rack, two years ago) respectively. If I could find the other pair of Doc Mary Janes (used from a friend who sells on eBay for a living), I'd take the $35 ones out of rotation and put the $5 (I think) ones back in.
And I have hard to fit bitchy feet, as those who were kind enough to read my Shoe Angst of the summer may recall.
Bras, on the other hand, are NOT something you find in good shape at Goodwill. Shoes can be fixed up with a bit of polish and a trip to the cobbler.
Bras cannot.
Sure, in theory, they're not something a casual viewer will spot, but a good bra is as essential as breathing.
Bras, unlike shoes, have the power to make you look a good ten pounds lighter (and perhaps even ten years younger) just by getting a proper fit.
Bras can prevent back pain.
Bras can get you free drinks.
Bras can, in a pinch, lead to world peace, harmony, and cold fusion.
In short, go bra! Choose bra!
boo for pushy stallholder blokes who don't realise that the best way to get my money is to shut the hell up and back off, rather than being Sleazy Hard Sell Guy
that. makes. me. bats.
Dallas and I just got back from over an hour at the park. I always have to drag myself over there and then end up loving it. I wonder if I will ever catch on.
Cass, did you like
Once More With Feeling
?
they're not something a casual viewer will spot, but a good bra is as essential as breathing.
The casual viewer mightn't know what they've spotted, but they'll spot.
Someone once pointed out to me that a 10$ top over a 50$ bra will look better than a 50$ top over a 10$ bra. She wasn't lying.
Someone once pointed out to me that a 10$ top over a 50$ bra will look better than a 50$ top over a 10$ bra. She wasn't lying.
Too true.
The one thing I miss the most as a breastfeeding mother is bra boobs. Right now, I always look sloppy from the neck down.
(Underwires and milk ducts don't mix, and the few structured non-underwire nursing bras I've found that kind of fit aren't especially comfortable and still do weird things to my boobs.)
Once you've found a bra you like, you can often start shopping around for it online or, when seasonal fabrics change, in the closeout section at Macy's. That's how I stocked my bra wardrobe pre-baby, and how I plan on doing it again when my boobs are my own.
I did like OMWF. I feel like admitting that I, in general, loathe musicals is akin to going clubbing with baby seals.
Someone once pointed out to me that a 10$ top over a 50$ bra will look better than a 50$ top over a 10$ bra. She wasn't lying.
This is so damn true that I might go and get myself refitted. With good undergarments, I used to pull off cheap $5 dresses with elan and flair.
Shoes can be resoled, can they be re-place-where-the-foot-goes'd? I have a fab pair of heels that could really use it.
Is billytea around?
I'm watching this thing on PBS about these killer whales in Eden Bay Australia who would hunt with humans. Like, if a big ol baleen whale came into the by the killers would go and WAKE UP THE FISHERMEN by smacking their flukes on the water outside their houses, and then lead the boats through the night across ten miles of bay to get the whale. Jeezus.
t grumpy
We are "Clean Sweeping" the house. So far, we hav done the bedroom and Joe is reorging the garage to fit everything we are selling at th next yard sale in a couple of weeks.
I hate this apartment.
I hate that nothing fits in it anymore and we are so cramped.
I hate the damn dog hair EVERYWHERE.
I hate that I have no closet space and Em has no closet space and that I have 6 bins of baby clothes.
I hate that my sister's craft box fell out of the closet, popped open and there are a billion push pins EVERYWHERE.
I also have not eaten today and this might account for the SEVERE crabiness.
I need to move. I need SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE.
{{Empress}} It is so frustrating. Of course when I moved into the bigger place I had this notion that there would be a place for everything and everything in its place. Ha! 6 years and I still have boxes and piles of stuff to go through everywhere.
