This morning my kids slept in for the first time all week. They slept until the blissful hour of 6:30. This was huge because Lucas is back to his old evil tricks of getting up at around 5:30 most days much to our delight. But wouldn't you know that today would be an early running morning for me. I had to be out the door at 6:30 (luckily not as early as I go on weekdays). It was tough to get up when I finally could have been getting a little more snooze on for a change.
Erin and I ran 8 miles again today. We did the same run last Saturday. I felt great last week...could have kept going and going like the Energizer bunny. Today, not so much. I felt my knee joints starting to ache, my toe was burning with each step as the run progressed (I discovered a nice blister when I got home), I got a friction burn in my armpit because I forgot to apply my body glide, and I felt like vomiting for some reason in the last mile or so.
And to make matters worse, after I got all cleaned up I went outside and a neighbor asked me if I was pregnant again. I felt embarrassed for her and for me that 11 months later, almost a year has gone by since having Emily, and I still look slightly pregnant apparently. Damn it, I hate what having kids did to my body. Shot to hell, I tell you.
8/18/2007
8/16/2007
I'm Alive
There was an old pep phrase that I had taped to my computer monitor back in my Sprint telemarketing days.
It went something like this: I'm alive and awake and I feel great!
So that is where I am at today. Definitely better than I was a month or so ago or even last week for that matter.
I had a realization today. An epiphany of sorts. I was trying to take a much needed nap while the kids were doing the same when I heard the phrase "Bloom where you are planted." in my head.
This message really resonated with me. I spend much of my time more or less hating my life, feeling this crushing burden on my shoulders, drowning in my many responsibilities (kids, housework, cooking, Pampered Chef, marathon training, trying to be a decent wife) that I can only do halfway, and fighting daily just to keep my head above the water. I've prayed before that I wouldn't just survive (that's how my life feels, like survival mode), but thrive.
Well, I was reminded of that prayer and desire again today in a fresh new way. So tonight, instead of being ticked off if Emily wakes up in the middle of the night and screams for 2 hours like she did last night, I will try to bloom. Even though I am in a hard place, flowers grow best in manure. I want to be beautiful and flourishing in this season. I am sick of being a bitter stink weed.
It went something like this: I'm alive and awake and I feel great!
So that is where I am at today. Definitely better than I was a month or so ago or even last week for that matter.
I had a realization today. An epiphany of sorts. I was trying to take a much needed nap while the kids were doing the same when I heard the phrase "Bloom where you are planted." in my head.
This message really resonated with me. I spend much of my time more or less hating my life, feeling this crushing burden on my shoulders, drowning in my many responsibilities (kids, housework, cooking, Pampered Chef, marathon training, trying to be a decent wife) that I can only do halfway, and fighting daily just to keep my head above the water. I've prayed before that I wouldn't just survive (that's how my life feels, like survival mode), but thrive.
Well, I was reminded of that prayer and desire again today in a fresh new way. So tonight, instead of being ticked off if Emily wakes up in the middle of the night and screams for 2 hours like she did last night, I will try to bloom. Even though I am in a hard place, flowers grow best in manure. I want to be beautiful and flourishing in this season. I am sick of being a bitter stink weed.
School Days
I am so very excited for Lucas!! My big boy will be starting preschool two mornings a week in September. Ever since we visited the class a month or so ago, he has been asking to go to preschool. He loved it and who wouldn't...Thomas the Train, cars and trucks, puzzles, a playground, and snack time! What is not to love?
I found out this week that he was accepted for a scholarship to the school which makes it possible for us to afford. So stay tuned for tales of his first day of school...
I found out this week that he was accepted for a scholarship to the school which makes it possible for us to afford. So stay tuned for tales of his first day of school...
7/26/2007
Discouraged
I have been feeling a little down this week. Mainly with Pampered Chef and my supposed to be happening running training program.
Pampered Chef has me down because I've come to a road block, I've exhausted my contacts (this is not really true, but it feels like it)and my August calendar is completely open with NO business coming in as of yet. It seems like the bulk of my friends here, though I haven't really asked many people outright, are not really interested in hosting parties. I want to do well with this (well as in bring in a 3-4 shows per month), but I don't want to do what it takes to do well. Like asking people to host a show for me. Being a pushy sales person sucks, but so does not making money. It's also hard because I don't know that many people here (we've been in town for just shy of 3 years now) and I have been mostly introverted being overwhelmed with the kids. It seems so wrong to start calling people up out of the blue to ask for their business. Sigh.
I have the running blues because my partner finally quit on me this week. At least she can't train for the marathon with me which translates into she can't run more than 2 times per week or do any long runs. That is really when I need a partner for...the long runs. I called up another friend to see if she will do weekly long runs with me. Her name is Erin. It rhymes with Sharon, my current partner and Karin, my beloved Orlando partner (who quit on me too, what do I do wrong with my partners?!). No word back from Erin. If your name is Darrin or Taryn or something else that sounds similar, and you want to train for a marathon, give me a call.
Blogging has been pretty hard to do lately. I've been so exhausted and overwhelmed. I even thought that I might be pregnant earlier in the week and joyfully found out that this was not the case. NOT ANOTHER BABY!!! NOT YET! I AM NOT READY OR ABLE TO HANDLE ANY MORE KIDS NOW. I am already on the brink of insanity.
As I type, Emily is howling and starting to sound hoarse in her bed. Her new thing is not wanting to take her naps. She used to do just fine, falling asleep soon after putting her down after sometimes fussing for a few minutes. That former blissful few minutes of fussing is turning into almost an hour of outright screaming. She is a stubborn little girl, she is standing up, her face all runny and her heels are dug in. She is determined to win. And so am I. Who will be victorious?
On a positive note, I used the treadmill for the first time yesterday. I christened it with a 3.25 mile run during their naps. It felt great to be able to exercise and do something for ME for a change during the day. And I got a shower in afterwards as an added bonus.
I think that Emily will win today. Again. After going in to comfort her 4-5 times, she is not letting up. No nap for her this afternoon.
Damn, and I really needed one today.
Pampered Chef has me down because I've come to a road block, I've exhausted my contacts (this is not really true, but it feels like it)and my August calendar is completely open with NO business coming in as of yet. It seems like the bulk of my friends here, though I haven't really asked many people outright, are not really interested in hosting parties. I want to do well with this (well as in bring in a 3-4 shows per month), but I don't want to do what it takes to do well. Like asking people to host a show for me. Being a pushy sales person sucks, but so does not making money. It's also hard because I don't know that many people here (we've been in town for just shy of 3 years now) and I have been mostly introverted being overwhelmed with the kids. It seems so wrong to start calling people up out of the blue to ask for their business. Sigh.
I have the running blues because my partner finally quit on me this week. At least she can't train for the marathon with me which translates into she can't run more than 2 times per week or do any long runs. That is really when I need a partner for...the long runs. I called up another friend to see if she will do weekly long runs with me. Her name is Erin. It rhymes with Sharon, my current partner and Karin, my beloved Orlando partner (who quit on me too, what do I do wrong with my partners?!). No word back from Erin. If your name is Darrin or Taryn or something else that sounds similar, and you want to train for a marathon, give me a call.
Blogging has been pretty hard to do lately. I've been so exhausted and overwhelmed. I even thought that I might be pregnant earlier in the week and joyfully found out that this was not the case. NOT ANOTHER BABY!!! NOT YET! I AM NOT READY OR ABLE TO HANDLE ANY MORE KIDS NOW. I am already on the brink of insanity.
As I type, Emily is howling and starting to sound hoarse in her bed. Her new thing is not wanting to take her naps. She used to do just fine, falling asleep soon after putting her down after sometimes fussing for a few minutes. That former blissful few minutes of fussing is turning into almost an hour of outright screaming. She is a stubborn little girl, she is standing up, her face all runny and her heels are dug in. She is determined to win. And so am I. Who will be victorious?
On a positive note, I used the treadmill for the first time yesterday. I christened it with a 3.25 mile run during their naps. It felt great to be able to exercise and do something for ME for a change during the day. And I got a shower in afterwards as an added bonus.
I think that Emily will win today. Again. After going in to comfort her 4-5 times, she is not letting up. No nap for her this afternoon.
Damn, and I really needed one today.
7/15/2007
Thrivin'
Just look at this girl pleased as punch with her new, big girl skills...does she look like she is not thriving to you?? Emily can now pull herself to standing (she greeted me this way after a nap last week), is starting to cruise around holding onto furniture, and runs when she is clutching my fingers for balance. She is also starting to stand on her own momentarily now. She will be walking soon, we suspect.
Though her blood work came back that she is anemic (she isn't eating much in the form of solids to get iron), she seems normal in every other way. We have a few more tests and specialists to see, but at this point, the docs can just bite it as far as I am concerned.
Though her blood work came back that she is anemic (she isn't eating much in the form of solids to get iron), she seems normal in every other way. We have a few more tests and specialists to see, but at this point, the docs can just bite it as far as I am concerned.
6/27/2007
Unmotivated, Uninspired, Under Pressure...
Alright, I have every excuse in the book for not blogging for awhile, but here is a snapshot of what is going on in my life...
* Emily is 9 months old today and was labeled as a failure to thrive because of her low weight (15 something pounds). She has not really ever been into solid foods and is now teething which causes her to refuse to eat much at all. She screws up her face, eyes and mouth sealed shut when I try to feed her with a spoon these days, but is enjoying eating finger foods like banana on her own. All in all, she is a sweet natured and happy little girl. She says mama (her first word:) and often giggles and squeals with delight.
* Lucas has been on a milk strike for the past month, will not drink the stuff unless I coerce him and only then he will take a sip. He loves playing with his cars and trucks and is becoming very imaginative with his play, pretending that my bed foot board is the steering wheel of his "back loader." He is also speaking in full sentences and finally eats meat. He is super well behaved for a two year old, but is still pretty difficult for me to manage...likes to say no a lot and always wants his own way, dang it. He is still super cuddly and loving, but is getting more independent. He's a great big brother, makes Emily crack up even when he sits on her.
* I am keeping busy juggling all of the many pulls in my life: the kids, the house, the marathon training (or at least trying to get out there and run consistently), and now Pampered Chef. After our road trip to Oregon and seeing how packed full our Escape was, I am finally seeing the advantage (and getting over my pride) of driving a mini van. We are looking into what we can afford. Mike is considering selling his car, taking mine and replacing it with the ultimate mom mobile. It was my idea to consider that option by the way. And tomorrow I am 31.
* Emily is 9 months old today and was labeled as a failure to thrive because of her low weight (15 something pounds). She has not really ever been into solid foods and is now teething which causes her to refuse to eat much at all. She screws up her face, eyes and mouth sealed shut when I try to feed her with a spoon these days, but is enjoying eating finger foods like banana on her own. All in all, she is a sweet natured and happy little girl. She says mama (her first word:) and often giggles and squeals with delight.
* Lucas has been on a milk strike for the past month, will not drink the stuff unless I coerce him and only then he will take a sip. He loves playing with his cars and trucks and is becoming very imaginative with his play, pretending that my bed foot board is the steering wheel of his "back loader." He is also speaking in full sentences and finally eats meat. He is super well behaved for a two year old, but is still pretty difficult for me to manage...likes to say no a lot and always wants his own way, dang it. He is still super cuddly and loving, but is getting more independent. He's a great big brother, makes Emily crack up even when he sits on her.
* I am keeping busy juggling all of the many pulls in my life: the kids, the house, the marathon training (or at least trying to get out there and run consistently), and now Pampered Chef. After our road trip to Oregon and seeing how packed full our Escape was, I am finally seeing the advantage (and getting over my pride) of driving a mini van. We are looking into what we can afford. Mike is considering selling his car, taking mine and replacing it with the ultimate mom mobile. It was my idea to consider that option by the way. And tomorrow I am 31.
6/04/2007
Haiku
Four staples in a neat row,
Right on his noggin.
Watch out for tree limbs, honey.
Mike had a collision with a tree limb while walking this afternoon and came home with a bloody head. After I inspected his wound and found it to be pretty deep and still bleeding hours after the run in, he went into an Urgent Care clinic for stitches, which turned out to be staples right into his skull. Uhhhhh, It makes my head ache just thinking about it.
Right on his noggin.
Watch out for tree limbs, honey.
Mike had a collision with a tree limb while walking this afternoon and came home with a bloody head. After I inspected his wound and found it to be pretty deep and still bleeding hours after the run in, he went into an Urgent Care clinic for stitches, which turned out to be staples right into his skull. Uhhhhh, It makes my head ache just thinking about it.
5/31/2007
Small World
We did end up taking the trip to Oregon this weekend and it was fabulous, perhaps our best vacation yet and we have had some good ones. I will devote an entry to that soon, but in the meantime here was a random, small world experience that we had while on the road.
At a gas station in a small town in Oregon, a station where we were not even allowed to pump our own gas (apparently it is a law there?!), a woman struck up a conversation with my husband.
She commented about his UCF shirt--which stands for University of Central Florida-- where he went to college. She had attended another Florida school, UF or University of Florida. I stuck my head out the door and said mockingly, "You're a GATOR?!" UF was my college's arch rival. I went to FSU or Florida State University.
So at a Chevron station in a podunk town in Oregon, we had three of Florida's universities represented. Pretty cool. And to make it even more coincidental, it turns out that the Gator lady had also attended my high school but 10 years before me.
Wacky.
At a gas station in a small town in Oregon, a station where we were not even allowed to pump our own gas (apparently it is a law there?!), a woman struck up a conversation with my husband.
She commented about his UCF shirt--which stands for University of Central Florida-- where he went to college. She had attended another Florida school, UF or University of Florida. I stuck my head out the door and said mockingly, "You're a GATOR?!" UF was my college's arch rival. I went to FSU or Florida State University.
So at a Chevron station in a podunk town in Oregon, we had three of Florida's universities represented. Pretty cool. And to make it even more coincidental, it turns out that the Gator lady had also attended my high school but 10 years before me.
Wacky.
5/23/2007
Party Pooper IV
Well, today I did it...something that for those of you who know me well, would NEVER expect me to do.
I signed up to be a Pampered Chef consultant.
Gasp.
Yes, I am actually going to try to do the party thing as a way of supplementing our income, helping with the mortgage and hopefully even earning enough to send Lucas to preschool in the fall. Ironically, you may remember that I have always abhorred "sales" parties, often chucking any invitation that came my way. And now I am going to choose to not only attend, but to put on these parties weekly (ideally I will do one show per week).
So, if you are needing any handy cooking tools, want to throw a fun kitchen party, or just want to pass a catalog around to your friends to earn some free gadgets, let me know.
I signed up to be a Pampered Chef consultant.
Gasp.
Yes, I am actually going to try to do the party thing as a way of supplementing our income, helping with the mortgage and hopefully even earning enough to send Lucas to preschool in the fall. Ironically, you may remember that I have always abhorred "sales" parties, often chucking any invitation that came my way. And now I am going to choose to not only attend, but to put on these parties weekly (ideally I will do one show per week).
So, if you are needing any handy cooking tools, want to throw a fun kitchen party, or just want to pass a catalog around to your friends to earn some free gadgets, let me know.
5/12/2007
Conundrum
Today we were invited to go with our California family (my aunt and cousins) to stay at a small cabin on the coast in Oregon for an upcoming weekend. It sounds like a dream to me...we've never been to Oregon, I love cabins and the beach, we've wanted to show the kids the ocean, clamming sounds like fun and I am sure that Lucas would get a big kick out of it, and we love to be with the family. So many reasons to go.
BUT, how would the kids handle a 9.5 hour road trip? That could be a big disaster. They have done fine with the 2 hour trips that we have taken, but this is almost 5 times as long (and that is without breaks). I suggested that we could drive at night, but then we would be so exhausted when we get there and the kids wake up...how would we enjoy our time?
Lucas was a road trip nightmare when he was about Emily's age. See here for a refresher. We went to Yosemite, which is about 4.5 hours away and he screamed for half the trip. It sucked. This is why we hesitate.
Too the cabin is small (only 2 bedrooms) and there will be 8 people staying there if we go. I don't know what the sleeping arrangements would be. My kids might not sleep at night or take their naps and will be crabby little cranks.
Anyone have any thoughts or advice on the matter? Should we go and risk bleeding eardrums and a weekend from hell or stay home and have a boringly safe, normal time where my every day looks the same? One positive if it is an awful experience, is that it could be a really funny blog or story later on.
What a dilemma.
BUT, how would the kids handle a 9.5 hour road trip? That could be a big disaster. They have done fine with the 2 hour trips that we have taken, but this is almost 5 times as long (and that is without breaks). I suggested that we could drive at night, but then we would be so exhausted when we get there and the kids wake up...how would we enjoy our time?
Lucas was a road trip nightmare when he was about Emily's age. See here for a refresher. We went to Yosemite, which is about 4.5 hours away and he screamed for half the trip. It sucked. This is why we hesitate.
Too the cabin is small (only 2 bedrooms) and there will be 8 people staying there if we go. I don't know what the sleeping arrangements would be. My kids might not sleep at night or take their naps and will be crabby little cranks.
Anyone have any thoughts or advice on the matter? Should we go and risk bleeding eardrums and a weekend from hell or stay home and have a boringly safe, normal time where my every day looks the same? One positive if it is an awful experience, is that it could be a really funny blog or story later on.
What a dilemma.
5/10/2007
On the Rocks
This breezy family shot was taken about a month and a half ago (pre-haircut as you can tell) at our church Easter Egg Hunt. It was taken by our friend, Chris Harder, the same photographer who captured Lucas' awesome first year portraits.On Saturday, we finally take Emily to get her 6 month pictures done (she is now seven and a half months). What could I do? She was snotty and crusty her whole sixth month and is now only almost over it after finally giving in to antibiotics. I guess that she had a cold on crack or maybe it has just been allergies all along. Regardless, it is ridiculous!
5/05/2007
Reason to Celebrate
It is finally over. Our long saga of two mortgages, fear of foreclosure(s) and wondering where we will be living in the upcoming months has finally come to a conclusion. A great ending to a nail-biting, possibly financially devastating situation.
God is so good to us. As soon as we gave up control and let go of the desire to stay at our dream place, He moved in a mighty way. Almost immediately upon putting our current home on the market (I cried when the sign went up) and ironically just after firing our other realtor, we received the offer for the old place. It is truly by an act of God that we don't have to move yet again.
So you can keep our new address in your book for the time being. Hopefully we will be here for a long, long time.
5/04/2007
4/28/2007
Rapunzel
My husband, like 90% of the male population (just a wild, but probably pretty accurate guess on the %), prefers long hair. Right now, my locks are long and to him, I am guessing luscious. Tonight I am going to get 'em all chopped off. Or at least significantly shortened.
I ran into some friends today and mentioned that I was going to give my hair the ax.
"What about Michael?" they asked. "Doesn't he prefer you with long hair?"
I found myself giving them all of my many reasons for wanting my hair gone: it is all over the house and is disgusting me...our shark cordless vacuum looks like it swallowed a human head with all of my nasty hair tangled in the brushes, Lucas tugs at it (lovingly, but quite annoying none the less), eats it playfully and while doing this gets his snot, food or whatever is on his face in my hair, Emily spits up in it and pulls it not so lovingly, I feel like I am living in the 90's with my same long, straight hair as in high school (I like to change it up every year or so),it finds its way onto the dinner table, wrapped around my children's fingers and toes, and I am starting to feel like I look like a neanderthal woman all weighed down and bushy.
Some good reasons for sure. But my friends question got me wondering, am I being selfish by not wanting to be pleasing to my husband? Should I keep it long so that he will find me most attractive?
I ran into some friends today and mentioned that I was going to give my hair the ax.
"What about Michael?" they asked. "Doesn't he prefer you with long hair?"
I found myself giving them all of my many reasons for wanting my hair gone: it is all over the house and is disgusting me...our shark cordless vacuum looks like it swallowed a human head with all of my nasty hair tangled in the brushes, Lucas tugs at it (lovingly, but quite annoying none the less), eats it playfully and while doing this gets his snot, food or whatever is on his face in my hair, Emily spits up in it and pulls it not so lovingly, I feel like I am living in the 90's with my same long, straight hair as in high school (I like to change it up every year or so),it finds its way onto the dinner table, wrapped around my children's fingers and toes, and I am starting to feel like I look like a neanderthal woman all weighed down and bushy.
Some good reasons for sure. But my friends question got me wondering, am I being selfish by not wanting to be pleasing to my husband? Should I keep it long so that he will find me most attractive?
4/17/2007
My Favorite Day Part II
We had another wonderful time together as a family on Sunday afternoon. The weather was absolutely perfect out (70's, breezy, sunny and no humidity) so we took a late afternoon walk to a park and down a nearby trail.
Lucas, who often wants to be held instead of walking on his own, had a blast and ran for a good 1/2 mile or so with me (that's my boy!!). He also had fun exploring hills, trees, puddles and a creek with daddy and mommy.
Emily sat upright (normal) in the stroller for the first time, rather than in her car seat and attached in. She seemed to enjoy herself, but then fell asleep for the last half of the walk until a barking dog woke her up.
Why can't all days be this marvelous? I suppose if they were, I wouldn't appreciate them as much.
4/12/2007
Energized
Well, I am starting to get back into a running groove. It seems that I need to with an impending marathon (less than 8 months away). This week I checked a training schedule online to see where I should be at this time and saw to my horror that I should be running 4-5 times and approximately 25 miles per week. Oh yeah right. That has NOT been happening, nor do I really see that rigorous of a schedule being too feasible with 2 little ones, but...I've got to do something to train.
My new sick plan is to run first thing in the morning. Evenings weren't happening with my parter's new work schedule. Tuesday she and I met at 5 am and today we moved it to 5:20 so we could sleep in a bit(5 was freakin' insane, you have to wake up at 4 something to get dressed, though she was smart slept in her running clothes).
Exercise is supposed to give you energy, right? Not me, at least not this week. I have been feeling totally drained, bleary and impaired most of the day. I hope that I can start to adjust to this new schedule soon. For now it is kicking my tail.
My new sick plan is to run first thing in the morning. Evenings weren't happening with my parter's new work schedule. Tuesday she and I met at 5 am and today we moved it to 5:20 so we could sleep in a bit(5 was freakin' insane, you have to wake up at 4 something to get dressed, though she was smart slept in her running clothes).
Exercise is supposed to give you energy, right? Not me, at least not this week. I have been feeling totally drained, bleary and impaired most of the day. I hope that I can start to adjust to this new schedule soon. For now it is kicking my tail.
4/09/2007
Easter Update
So, here we are looking spiffy for church on Easter Sunday (everyone except me that is--I was working in childcare and knew that I would get snotted on).
We had a super Resurrection day--Easter baskets, candy and Easter bread in the morning, church, naps for all of us;) and a lakeside picnic with friends and neighbors in the late afternoon. We also had an Easter Egg hunt with the same neighbors in our yard the day before.
On the homefront, we are currently in escrow on the sale of our old place. We received an offer about a week ago and accepted it after figuring out the financing over the weekend. Why do we need to figure out the financing if we are selling, you may ask? Sadly, we are selling the place for below what we bought it for which forces us to bring a big check to closing (to pay off our loan, pay commissions and all those blasted closing fees). Today, we found out that 1/2 of our financing is falling through because our new place is currently on the market. Ahhhh, the saga continues...We are so ready to be done with all of this and hopefully still have a place to call home in the end. Please pray for this situation.
4/04/2007
Big Girl
A week ago today, my little Emily turned six months old. She's halfway to a year already. Wow, it really flies.
What's new with her now that she is such a big girl? Well, she eats solid food at last (only rice cereal so far) and seems to tolerate it. She is still sleeping pretty great at night. Last week she awoke in the middle of the night for the first time in months! And most mornings she sleeps in (compared to her brother for sure) until 6:30 or 7. I certainly can't complain about that. Her sleep is also finally occurring in her crib now, after almost 6 months in a playpen (the crib was at the old house for staging). She's rolling and bearing weight on her legs. I think that she will be sitting up any day now, too. She tries to whenever she is in a reclined position, such as in her bouncy chair or high chair. Emily also screams when she laughs, which is just how her Aunt Katie used to laugh. So cute! No teeth yet, though she has been drooling like crazy and chewing on everything in sight for months.
Today I bought her her first pair of patent leather shoes and a beautiful pink Easter dress to go with them. It is certainly fun dressing a little girl for a change! Even if she will most likely try to stick her patent leather clad toe in her mouth. Mmmph.
3/25/2007
Cheap
Last night, I went out for a night on the town with my friend, Monica. We were in South Lake Tahoe for the weekend. Our husbands snowboarded for the day and we stayed at the cabin with the kids. To make the "vacation" a little more fair for us moms, we went out for the evening once the kids were in bed.
Our first stop was K-Mart, where I found a couple really cute tops on sale for $4 and $6. Not able to pass up the great deal, I shelled out the $10 hoping that they will not fall apart after one washing. This is still to be determined.
Later that evening, while walking the strip, I noticed a Patagonia store.
"My sister is so different from me. She's such a big spender on her clothes and shops at expensive stores like Patagonia and Banana Republic. She says that she wants her clothes to last her for a while so she spends more money upfront."
Monica quipped back, "She probably tells people how you are different from her. 'My sister is so cheap that she shops on the clearance rack at K-Mart.'"
Oh. Good point.
Our first stop was K-Mart, where I found a couple really cute tops on sale for $4 and $6. Not able to pass up the great deal, I shelled out the $10 hoping that they will not fall apart after one washing. This is still to be determined.
Later that evening, while walking the strip, I noticed a Patagonia store.
"My sister is so different from me. She's such a big spender on her clothes and shops at expensive stores like Patagonia and Banana Republic. She says that she wants her clothes to last her for a while so she spends more money upfront."
Monica quipped back, "She probably tells people how you are different from her. 'My sister is so cheap that she shops on the clearance rack at K-Mart.'"
Oh. Good point.
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