Valentine's Day 08 (and other minutiae of my life)
Was it good for you as it was for me, baby?
Good is a relative term, which means to me 'didn't suck'. Spent V-day entirely offline and taking care of myself, namely spending an ungodly amount on a pair of jeans and hiding out in bookstores. What could be more romantic than that? Nothing, I tell you.
Although I have to admit I was a bit squicked at the Gap. Isn't it annoying when, minding your own business, a 'helpful' store associate pops out of thin air and questions what is your purpose in life in relation to clothes shopping? This guy lugged pairs of jeans he thought I would look 'cute' in and insisted I model them in front of the scary three-way mirror. After trying in vain to button a pair of size 4s and glumly staring at the excess material round my legs, I wanted out. Said store guy raised a hand, eyed me up and down, then proclaimed I needed a size 2. Now I'm a big girl; always have been round a 6 and once an 8. I was so shocked by this I actually whispered 'Do you think I'll fit?'. Store guy grabbed a female colleague to agree with the assessment and before I knew it, there were several pairs to choose from. To my surprise, it actually fit. A size 2 pair of jeans.
Let me repeat that again: a size 2 pair of jeans.
And they were so good I couldn't stop staring at my ass the entire time. I suppose that makes up for paying $75 (including tax). Let's not even get into what I could buy with that amount of money, otherwise I'll never sleep.
The comics front was the lame part of the day; I've never read anything that I thought I might like only to want to stab my head instead, so this is a new one (Green Arrow/Black Canary arrghh). I totally missed out on remembering International Batman Day, but that comes round on 19 February again. The barista handing me my iced tea did stop and blurt out 'Is that a green... Is that a Green Lantern ring?' on my hand and we geeked out in Starbucks, which is a fantastic plus on V-day. Always a good time to find a fellow comics nerd and disgust other people in the vicinity :)
Finished the wonderful day by eating my ugly-as-sin-but-delicious-as-hell vegan cupcakes and chilling in front of the telly watching Princess Bride (hence the icon). The strawberry cupcakes had too much flour and not enough sugar, but the fabulous icing (from Andrea's blog) saved the day.
So you can see, it really doesn't take a lot to keep me happy. Just a good pair of jeans, chocolate, a geek-out, and the Dread Pirate Wesley.
Easy-Peasy.
Good is a relative term, which means to me 'didn't suck'. Spent V-day entirely offline and taking care of myself, namely spending an ungodly amount on a pair of jeans and hiding out in bookstores. What could be more romantic than that? Nothing, I tell you.
Although I have to admit I was a bit squicked at the Gap. Isn't it annoying when, minding your own business, a 'helpful' store associate pops out of thin air and questions what is your purpose in life in relation to clothes shopping? This guy lugged pairs of jeans he thought I would look 'cute' in and insisted I model them in front of the scary three-way mirror. After trying in vain to button a pair of size 4s and glumly staring at the excess material round my legs, I wanted out. Said store guy raised a hand, eyed me up and down, then proclaimed I needed a size 2. Now I'm a big girl; always have been round a 6 and once an 8. I was so shocked by this I actually whispered 'Do you think I'll fit?'. Store guy grabbed a female colleague to agree with the assessment and before I knew it, there were several pairs to choose from. To my surprise, it actually fit. A size 2 pair of jeans.
Let me repeat that again: a size 2 pair of jeans.
And they were so good I couldn't stop staring at my ass the entire time. I suppose that makes up for paying $75 (including tax). Let's not even get into what I could buy with that amount of money, otherwise I'll never sleep.
The comics front was the lame part of the day; I've never read anything that I thought I might like only to want to stab my head instead, so this is a new one (Green Arrow/Black Canary arrghh). I totally missed out on remembering International Batman Day, but that comes round on 19 February again. The barista handing me my iced tea did stop and blurt out 'Is that a green... Is that a Green Lantern ring?' on my hand and we geeked out in Starbucks, which is a fantastic plus on V-day. Always a good time to find a fellow comics nerd and disgust other people in the vicinity :)
Finished the wonderful day by eating my ugly-as-sin-but-delicious-as-hell vegan cupcakes and chilling in front of the telly watching Princess Bride (hence the icon). The strawberry cupcakes had too much flour and not enough sugar, but the fabulous icing (from Andrea's blog) saved the day.
So you can see, it really doesn't take a lot to keep me happy. Just a good pair of jeans, chocolate, a geek-out, and the Dread Pirate Wesley.
Easy-Peasy.