*sigh*
Went shopping with Sis yesterday after a very disappointing church service (the sermon totally sucked, and the choir director has messed with all of the hymns so I end up not being able to sing anything well, really making me feel like I can't enjoy the service as much as usual - the choir director has picked certain hymns that include nothing but runs... I'm NOT Mariah Carey, dude. Neither are all the old people in the congregation. Idiot. *sigh*)
She needed jeans and I was looking for some skirts to wear for summer, so we headed to Old Navy. Sis found jeans that really fit her well, but they only had the regular length and she needed the short, so she has to order them online. Same thing happened to me. I found a skirt I liked and was comfortable, but needed to buy the one I wanted online. *eyeroll* We stopped at Target, and she and I both found a couple of shirts, but I ended up without any bottoms. (I tried on some cropped pants, but they were so baggy I felt like it made me look ridiculously big... and it did nothing for my butt anyway.) She was tired, so I dropped her off at home and ran to the Wal-mart that's less than a mile from our house just to see what they had. Turns out they're renovating, so they haven't updated their stock since winter. Seriously, they still had the same shirts as the one I was wearing that I bought in November on the racks. And the plus-size stuff was mixed in everywhere. So I left with nothing. *sigh* I'm going shopping online today, and checking out Lane Bryant online before I head down to their store (which is blessedly close) to try anything on.
I wore slip-on shoes that I've had for several years now. They're ballet flats and they look like toe shoes. The leather has stretched and they're so comfortable. However, they have absolutely no support. So Sis forbade me from complaining about my feet or knees for the duration of our trip because she figured I would regret my shoe choice. I decided to wear those instead of my sneakers for ease of trying stuff on. Well, yesterday, I made it through the whole day with no problem. Late last night, my knees stiffened up, but weren't really painful. This morning, however... DANG. OMG SO OWWIE. Thank God for Vicodin (well, technically, it's Norco, since it's 10/325, instead of vicodin which is 5/500). The downside is that I'm totally loopy/drugged/sleepy now. I'm doing that long blink of sleepiness.
I had an interesting dilemma with the book I'm currently reading: Spy by Ted Bell. I've been reading his whole Alex Hawke series from the beginning, and this is the next-to-last one at the moment. It was weird, though... about 30 pages into the book, I started having deja-vu. I thought I recognized some of the plot points, but I thought, "But I don't think I've ever read this before, so I must be imagining things." However, as I kept reading, the stuff became more and more familiar until I finally hit upon a plot point that I knew I had read before. So then I faced a crossroads: either keep reading a book where I now sort of remember how it ends, or start a new book. After a lot of hemming and hawing I decided to continue with Spy and go ahead and finish it. I have one more in the series, and then I can read the two books I bought for cheap at Walgreens - Sepulchre by Kate Mosse, and a new one by David Baldacci. Two hardbacks for $10 is something I never can pass up. Since Sepulchre is set in France, I'm having Mom teach me the ins and outs of French pronounciation rules so I can hear the place names and things properly in my head as I read. (OMG Spanish is so much easier to pronounce. It's straight-forward. Not this "if it ends in r or t, you don't pronounce them, but if there's an e after them, then you pronounce the consonant. ARG.)
Okay. I'm super-sleepy. I think it's time for a nap. Catch y'all later.
She needed jeans and I was looking for some skirts to wear for summer, so we headed to Old Navy. Sis found jeans that really fit her well, but they only had the regular length and she needed the short, so she has to order them online. Same thing happened to me. I found a skirt I liked and was comfortable, but needed to buy the one I wanted online. *eyeroll* We stopped at Target, and she and I both found a couple of shirts, but I ended up without any bottoms. (I tried on some cropped pants, but they were so baggy I felt like it made me look ridiculously big... and it did nothing for my butt anyway.) She was tired, so I dropped her off at home and ran to the Wal-mart that's less than a mile from our house just to see what they had. Turns out they're renovating, so they haven't updated their stock since winter. Seriously, they still had the same shirts as the one I was wearing that I bought in November on the racks. And the plus-size stuff was mixed in everywhere. So I left with nothing. *sigh* I'm going shopping online today, and checking out Lane Bryant online before I head down to their store (which is blessedly close) to try anything on.
I wore slip-on shoes that I've had for several years now. They're ballet flats and they look like toe shoes. The leather has stretched and they're so comfortable. However, they have absolutely no support. So Sis forbade me from complaining about my feet or knees for the duration of our trip because she figured I would regret my shoe choice. I decided to wear those instead of my sneakers for ease of trying stuff on. Well, yesterday, I made it through the whole day with no problem. Late last night, my knees stiffened up, but weren't really painful. This morning, however... DANG. OMG SO OWWIE. Thank God for Vicodin (well, technically, it's Norco, since it's 10/325, instead of vicodin which is 5/500). The downside is that I'm totally loopy/drugged/sleepy now. I'm doing that long blink of sleepiness.
I had an interesting dilemma with the book I'm currently reading: Spy by Ted Bell. I've been reading his whole Alex Hawke series from the beginning, and this is the next-to-last one at the moment. It was weird, though... about 30 pages into the book, I started having deja-vu. I thought I recognized some of the plot points, but I thought, "But I don't think I've ever read this before, so I must be imagining things." However, as I kept reading, the stuff became more and more familiar until I finally hit upon a plot point that I knew I had read before. So then I faced a crossroads: either keep reading a book where I now sort of remember how it ends, or start a new book. After a lot of hemming and hawing I decided to continue with Spy and go ahead and finish it. I have one more in the series, and then I can read the two books I bought for cheap at Walgreens - Sepulchre by Kate Mosse, and a new one by David Baldacci. Two hardbacks for $10 is something I never can pass up. Since Sepulchre is set in France, I'm having Mom teach me the ins and outs of French pronounciation rules so I can hear the place names and things properly in my head as I read. (OMG Spanish is so much easier to pronounce. It's straight-forward. Not this "if it ends in r or t, you don't pronounce them, but if there's an e after them, then you pronounce the consonant. ARG.)
Okay. I'm super-sleepy. I think it's time for a nap. Catch y'all later.