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Saturday, September 13, 2003

Shopping

My parents invited our kids to spend the night tonight, so T and I took advantage of our loneliness (the house is sure quiet without them in it!) to go to dinner and then go to the valley to do some shopping. Dinner was good. I got too full. I am inclined to skip breakfast to help atone for it, and I wish I'd had time for a good walk tonight. At least we walked fast in the mall instead of strolling. ;-) C's birthday is at the end of September, and we bought her the most beautiful dress tonight. It makes me wish the birthday was tomorrow instead. It's black velvet with a purple taffeta skirt and a purple organdy overskirt with black polka dots. It has a little sash with a rosette. Just lovely. She is going to go all giddy when she opens it. We also bought her a purple sweater (purple is really her color) with flowers. We originally had planned to get her jeans and a sweater. It is awful trying to find just plain jeans without flared legs (tacky tacky tacky. I'm really sorry, girls, but the 70's should have stayed dead) for little girls, though. The only ones they had at Sears were Land's End brand which meant $$$. We were thinking about getting them anyway but then we saw the dress and knew that we had to have it for her. If my Snappy unit weren't on the fritz again I'd take a picture of it. I just looked on Sears' website and they don't have their kids' clothes on there so I can't just send a link.


We also bought me a pair of hiking boots. I haven't had a good pair in quite a while, and these were on one of those awesome sales at Big 5. It's interesting and nice -- I am down half a shoe size. I really do NOT think this is from losing weight. When I got pregnant with my first child, I wore a size 8 1/2, as I had since junior high. By the time he was born, I was in a size 9 and they never shrank back, even though I weighed less a month after he was born than I had when he was conceived (it didn't last, though). But lately I've been noticing that my size 9 shoes are loose, so when I tried on the boots tonight, I tried on an 8 1/2 first and it fit fine. yay! It just sounds so much nicer to say I wear an 8 1/2 than a 9.


As usual we got home later than we wanted to. We didn't expect much different, though, since we didn't even leave town till around seven. We came home to the world's cutest message on our answering machine, from our son. I am going to find a way to permanently save it so that when he is 25 years old and living on his own and married and maybe giving me grandchildren, I can play it back and have his seven-year-old self back, hoping that I have "a good sleep"....

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