I woke up the other morning thoroughly uninspired by the contents of my closet, like maybe I haven't been wearing enough fuschia or something. The answer? Retail therapy. I headed out (solo!) determined to infuse my wardrobe with new life.
I became a little disconcerted though, after finding that I found a lot of the clothes kind of hideous, and also that there was no one to cry or ask to buy things or tell me it's time to go. I started trying things on. I will tell you that I have 15 lbs of baby fat left. And that 15 lbs made me really sad as I tried to find any shreds of personal style I had left.
I decided that maybe I needed to be shopping for a new body instead of new clothes. Then I decided that a new body would probably be a lot more expensive. And painful. So I stuck to the new clothes.
Shirts that are gathered at the bottom do not do me any favors.
I'm just saying.
Anyway, I found some appropriately cute, semi-flattering clothes, even though some have ruffles, which are very cute this season, and to which J remarked "Ruffles?? You're killling me!"
Good thing he's not the one wearing them.
Speaking of 15 lbs, though... Sweetie is a fussy one. Cute, to be sure. Sweet, definitely. But fu-ssy. I blame her tummy. It growls all the time and gives her gas. So, I've tried Mylicon, Gripe Water, and altering my diet. And by 'altering my diet' I mean cutting out any foods that taste good. So far it's no spicy food, no gassy food, no chocolate, and no dairy--which is bad, because I love all those food groups. Except maybe 'gassy.' Holiday baking/cooking is looking dismal, my friends. It's making me grumpy to know that about the only treat I can have is Jolly Ranchers. Not so jolly. The silver lining in all of this is that those last, sticky 15 lbs should slide off easily with my water, fruit, and rice diet.
And then those new, ruffle-y clothes will fit really great.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Ruffles
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Labels: life as we know it, musings
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
So much to tell, so little time
I have about a million things spilling out of my brain, but now I'm too tired to really blog. But, expect an upcoming barrage of posting from this chica.
Hawaiian Haystacks with coconut rice
Shrimp Scampi over Carribean Rice with steamed fresh zucchini and fresh fruit
Random Salad with a little of everything fresh we had in the fridge. See below.
Grilled chicken with vidalia onion, corn on the cob, pasta salad.
{Amazing} Basil lime fruit
Apricot Almond Pie
Okay, this is the thing, though. I need dinner ideas from you. Please post your favorite (easy) ideas, because I can use all the help I can get!!!
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Labels: food
Thursday, August 12, 2010
It Could Have Been Rusty and Marcela
Seriously. Had it not been for our interfering grandmas, it would have been 'Rusty' and 'Marcela' celebrating a decade of love last Thursday, instead of J and me. Hard to believe, I know (both the names and the 10th anniversary). So for a little posting fun (and despite the fact that Rusty and Marcela sound way less attractive), I think I'll call everyone by the names that could have been. And talk in third person.To celebrate their anniversay (and the 81 degree heat wave), Rusty and Marcela spent the day on the beach at Jetty Island. I LOVE this picture of Rusty (as much for the fact that I can see he adores our kids that he's smiling at as the fact that I still find him totally hot). He's my lover, my main squeeze, my BFF. I adore this man, way more than the day that Rocky and Marcela got married. He makes me laugh every day, lightens my load, and is the most fun I've ever had with anyone, ever. In our time together, there's been nine addresses, three degrees, four states, bought three homes, four cars, two TVs (that's right, we JUST got our second one...to replace our nine year old 19 incher), and four darling kids.
Speaking of kids...
Marcela will never be able to get the sand out of this white swimsuit. It's now permanently embedded in the fabric. Marcela is a little sad because she adores this swimsuit, but, oh, well--the day was completely worth it.
Nicholas loved the ferry ride over to the island.
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Labels: life as we know it