Valentine's Dress!

I had some extra money come in this month, and since the Joker was making a special trip to see me for Valentine's Day, I figured I could splurge on a new dress that I will most likely never wear again!  I had looked at dresses online some. One of the stores at the mall had a website and I picked out a few dresses that I liked.

We went out on a Wednesday, The Baby and I.  I picked The Baby up from the daycare and off we went!  I found the store I had looked at online, Forever 21.  I only found a couple of the dresses I had looked at online, but both had my size.  One that I knew would look bad on me (and it did) and another that I was stoked about trying on because it was extremely cute!

For reference, here are the ones I found in the store:

#1 - looked horrible, I guess it was wishful thinking that even got me to try it on.It's really not my style at all!  Feels kinda Madonna-ish with the emphasis on the boobs, doesn't it?

This next one is that one I liked best out of all the ones I saw online.  I loved the rose-like embellishments around the hem!  So, you can see why I was so stoked to try it on when I found it in store AND in my size!  Alas, my enthusiasm was all for naught.  The dress didn't seem very well made.  The straps were removable, but in order to keep the dress up, I needed the straps to be taut.  When I tightened the straps enough, they pulled the lining up instead of the dress!  I was so disappointed.  I had them hold it for me for a day.  I figured I would look around the mall some more and if I didn't find anything, I would still have a day to think over whether it would be worth it to buy a dress I needed to alter.

It's cute, though, right? I wanted something like this so that I could get a black petticoat skirt to put underneath it to make it fuller and so that you could see a hint of black out the bottom, but this dress had a liner underneath, so that would have been awkward anyways...

So, I searched through the stores I had in mind and some that I didn't.  My last resort for the day was a newer store that I hadn't seen before and can't, for the life of me, think of the name!  I had low expectations.  The store was small, only a few red dresses, barely any selection in sizes and no rhyme or reason to organization that I could see. 

Then I saw it. 

One red dress randomly placed on a rack with other black dresses that were not similar to it at all.  It had the rose embellishment on it that I liked, and the poofy skirt that I wanted.  I was skeptical.  What are the odds that they would have such a cute dress like this in my size so close to Valentine's.  I walked carefully over to it, gently pulled it towards me so that I could see the tag...

SMALL!!  It was a SMALL!!  MY SIZE!!

... but, how would it look?

Well, here, you decide!
Side Note - I had The Baby (yeah, yeah, I know she's 3 1/2, now) take these pictures... perhaps we have a budding photographer here?

#1 (I cropped it so as to spare you the sight of my horrendous morning hair, I snapped these pics to send to my mom)

#2 (When I saw that she had cropped the bottom of the dress in the previous picture, I told her we needed to see the bottom of the dress, too.  She didn't quote get the 'too' part)

#3  (Now she's getting all artsy on me, isn't she?)

By this time, I think she was getting tired of me telling her to try again, so she decided that she wasn't going to follow my suggestion of holding the camera sideways anymore.  (I had thought that would be easier for her to get the whole dress in the picture... I was wrong.)  She got this picture on the first try.  Granted, it's a little blurry and the color is off, but she still gets props for it.  Haha!

#4

Wanna know my favorite part about this dress?  It has pockets! *hee hee*

Eclipse Script Leaked...

This was the title of a thread on a message board I frequent.  When I saw it, I immediately wondered what Eclipse was, how she dropped it and why she needed a prescription for it in the first place...


(Eclipse is the name of the new movie coming out based on that vampire book series that I can't remember the name of the first one, but that's ok, I'm not going to read them anyways; I'm not all that in to vampire stories, but I do so like my run-on sentences; they make me happy...)

I should be doing laundry...

Actually, I should be, sleeping because it's midnight, but neither The Baby nor I have anything practical to wear tomorrow.  I really should have done laundry last night, but instead, I decided I would get up really early and put clothes in the wash and go back to bed.  Yes, I am not only lazy and an "excellent" (I put that in quotations to make sure you could hear the sarcasm in my words, mmm-kay?) procrastinator, I also have unfounded faith in my ability to function in the morning.

Care to guess what happened when my alarm went off this morning?

Yep.

I hit the snooze button.

Every 10 minutes.

For three hours.

I'm going to go start a load of laundry, now...

Oh, is it irony? or just weird coincidence?

Remember that story I wrote out a few months back?  The one about looking for a ring and finding the candy canes instead?  The candy canes that brought up memories of a Christmas 4 years in the past? 

Yeah? 

Well, I found the ring today.

In the very first drawer I looked in when I searched for it the first time.  This time, I had memories twice as old as the former come flooding back.  I don't remember much, good or bad.  My very first real relationship.  Somehow this ring has made it through 8 years and a move to a smaller house.  I would return it, but if he didn't want it back 8 years ago, I'm pretty sure he's not going to want it now.  What's he going to do with it?  Give it to the pregnant girlfriend he's trying to cheat on with me?  I doubt it.

It's strange the way we've changed.  We reconnected through an internet social site a few months ago (hence the searching for the ring just to see if I still had it).  I'm taller than he is, now.  He used to be all about skinheadedness and started growing his hair after we broke up.  He no longer speaks to the mutual friend I met him through.  He wears skinny jeans, works in a leather shop that specializes in S&M products, I believe, and is in school for fashion design.

He's still as persistent as ever.  Assumes that he can get his way if he keeps insisting and pushing me around.  I, however, don't take his crap this time around.  I make my own decisions.  I got no butterflies in my stomach that first time I saw his name after these 8 long years.

I went to see him once in the last few months.  He tried to act like we were 16 again and still together.  Tried to force a kiss before I left and I threatened to physically hurt him.  I think that shocked him into backing off.  I haven't talked to him since.

Now, are you ready for the irony, or weird coincidence, or whatever?

When I went looking in that drawer, I was aiming for the Christmas CD in the back!

Christmas seems to be a common denominator in dredging up memories, huh?  Wish it would remind me of happy times...

I think I am going to get rid of this ring. Then maybe I will stop thinking about the similarities in the relationships that worry me and start remembering the differences in the personalities that calm my fears.

I just found out that a check that I wrote on Monday for $100, just went through on my account as $600 which caused that account (not my main account) to go under and incur an insufficient funds fee.  This is the account is the one I use to pay the daycare.  I have a certain amount deposited directly into this account from my paycheck, enough to cover the cost of two weeks, and the rest goes into my main account.

I called the bank and it will take 2-5 business days to fix, which means I do not have access to any of the money that is supposed to be in that account, including extra $50 I keep in there for emergencies that would have helped me replace the stupid tire on my car that keeps going flat!  So here's hoping I have enough in my main account to cover the cost of the tire and my holiday traveling expenses!


So then I called the daycare provider and asked her to check her online for me. She said everything looked fine, but then, while I was on the phone with her, she got a $500 recall on her account! WTF?! Now she is having to call HER bank as well!

Happy Freaking Thanksgiving!!

*bleh*

**Ok, so I just talked to my dad and he is going to meet me up at the discount tire after work and has offered to pay if I do need to replace the tires!  YAY!!

Halloween 2009 - *whew* Thank goodness it's OVER!!

(This is a long, detailed description of my Friday night and Saturday, if you don't want to read it all, you can just look at the pictures and read the last sentence...)

  

The Baby insisted on being piglet for Halloween. Even if I could have found one to buy, they don't make piglet costumes for tall toddlers!

 

So I went to Joann's Friday night (10.30.09) after work and got some felt and fabric dye (just in case).

 

Then I went to WalMart. The one 30 minutes away because it's bigger than the one by my house and I knew for certain it would have the pink pants and matching shirt I needed. I not only found what I needed, I also found a perfect pink knit cap for $1!!

 

I found their leotards, but they weren't exactly what I needed, so I paid for the clothes I had picked up and headed across the street to the Target, which had Jack Shit for what I could use.

 

Ok, fine. I came all the way back to the WalMart by my house because I swore I saw a leotard like what I needed there. I was wrong and I couldn't even find the leotards that I had seen at the first WalMart! They weren't ideal, but I could've made it work, right?

 

By this time, it was getting late, it was past bedtime, I was cranky cause The Baby decided she wanted my dinner instead of hers, The Baby was cranky cause she was tired and I was getting crankier trying to deal with a tired, cranky toddler! So I took her home, put her to bed and left her with my dad so i could go to a DIFFERENT WalMart 15 minutes in a different direction.

 

I found the very small, 3x4ft aisle where WalMart keeps their dance wear, grabbed a small, short sleeved leotard and left, patting myself on the back, while kicking myself for not getting the leotard in the first place at the first WalMart.

 

I took everything home, took all the tags off and threw it all into the washer because I couldn't dye the leotard until it had been washed, right? Thank goodness I bought that dye!

 

After waiting and waiting for the washer to be done so I could start the dyeing process, I found that the darn leotard didn't even make it into the wash with everything else!!

 

I grabbed a few things and started a new load. This time, I made SURE the leotard was included. I didn't even get to start dying it until 1am!

 

It took a little over an hour to dye. I rinsed it in the bathtub as well as I could and threw it in the wash with an old towel.

 

While waiting for the dye to set, I started on making piglet ears. I cut large, leaf-like shapes out of felt, pinched them in the middle and stitched it so the pinch would stay. This way I could be sure that the ears would stand up when I sewed them onto the $1 hat I found at the WalMart!

1ear done!(1am):

2ears done! (2am!):

 

 

When the washer stopped, I hung the leotard up to dry and went to bed. It was 3am!

 

We were up by 7:30 the next morning and The Baby was SO happy with her piglet ears.

 

So happy, obviously, that she had to try them on before even going to the bathroom! haha!

 

I put on a Winnie the Pooh dvd for her to watch and set out to add the finishing touches to the leotard. A pair of scissors and a sharpie later and voila!

 

 

 

PRESENTING, THE BABY as PIGLET!:

 

 

Oh d-d-d-DEAR!!

(Please, please, please somebody notice that my little piglet has pigtails!)

 

 

 

THEN - I left my purse and camera (VERY important to have) at a friends house on the way to The Guy's to meet up with BMF (Best Mom Friend) and BBF  (The Baby's best friend) at BBF's dad's house for ToTing (BBF's dad lives less than a minute away from The Guy). geez, that was a mouthful...

 

So, I dropped The Guy and The Baby off with BMF, BBF's dad and BBF and went off to get my camera. They were done ToTing before I even got to where I had left it!

It's all good as long as The Baby liked her costume and got to go trick or treating, right?  yeah.  it is. *smile*

I told The Guy that Halloween was his responsibility next year. Ha!

So, in short, I spent all night on a costume only to miss seeing her trick or treat in it because I had to have my stupid camera. Worst Halloween E.V.E.R. (Except for the cuteness that is My Little Piglet!)

Memory

A strange thing. Everyone remembers things differently. It's interesting to think how two people can be in the same place at the same time and remember completely different parts of that time. It's crazy the little things I can remember from years ago, but then I can't remember whether or not I ate breakfast this morning. Also, the things that trigger these memories can be so completely random. Like, if I can remember what I was wearing on a particular day, I can remember details about that day that no one else would. Or, If you can tell me what I was wearing, I can tell you the date if it's within a month. Strange. Very strange the way the mind works.

Today, I was searching through my drawers looking for a ring that it is possible that I have thrown away. Not probable; I remember thinking about going outside and just flinging it as far as I could, but I doubt I ever really did. There's not telling where it has ended up, now, I didn't find it.

What I did find, buried in the bottom of my desk drawer, was 14 peppermint candy canes. I immediately knew how many there were without having to count them. I remember the night I begged to go look at the Christmas lights in the park, how it was the end of the season and the ladies handing out the candy canes at the end gave us all they had in their hands. 14 to be exact. I remember counting. I remember it being dark and going to look at more Christmas lights around the town. I gave horrible directions. I said to go straight, because I thought we were on a different street. You couldn't go straight on this one.

This was years ago, and yet, every aspect of that night came flooding back because of these stupid candy canes.

I threw them away.

I don't even like peppermint.

Good Riddance.