this and that
Once I'd mowed, the edges looked sloppy, so I got out the edger. Once the lawn was edged, the bushes looked sloppy, so I got out the hedge clippers. Guess I needed that alone time! I also guess we've been a little distracted since last summer, because the bushes were seriously out of control. It took me a solid hour to hack them down to size, and two days later I still can't move my arms. In fact, I'm typing this with my tongue! Don't say I never did anything for you.
After I'd given the bushes their girlish figures back, I was quite annoyed to notice that only the tulips on the right side of our patio bloomed this year, leaving the left side without a pleasing pop of color. To correct this imbalance, I hacked down all the tulips, too:
On Monday, upon hearing a prediction of mid-90s on the NPR weather report, I busted out a pair of capris to wear to work, which necessitated a pair of sandals.
I know you won't believe this, but I've largely given up on heels. Temporarily, at least. It's just too hard to haul Lion and everything else down the stairs to the garage and then into the daycare wearing Nikes, let alone 3-inch heels. Now, now, I haven't gone to true flats, mostly because I don't think they look good on me. I'm a wedge girl for now.
Anyhow, the only black sandals I have that are suitable for work also have a heel, and while it's not a very big heel, it's narrow enough to make the morning marathon a bit precarious. Then I remembered them... the loyal black Aerosoles slides that I wore to work almost every day for four solid months when I was pregnant last year.
Those will work, I decided. I had a hazy recollection of Mike wrinkling his nose in distaste the last time I wore them, but I also remembered telling him that they were my only comfortable shoes and I wasn't going to buy new ones when my feet were swollen and he could just deal with them, unless he wanted to take the 30 extra pounds I was carrying.
(he politely declined)
But when I pulled them out the box yesterday, I was horrified that I'd worn these things out in public, let alone to work.
padding is peeping out?
I super-glued that sucker at least four times.
I felt bad throwing a pair of shoes into the trash, but I'm certain that even in today's crappy economy, no one is desperate enough to want these.
So, not only do I need a new pair of black sandals, I have a wardrobe dilemma.
This June my brother is getting married to a girl I adore- that's the great news. The bad news, as far as my wardrobe is concerned, is that the wedding will be at a campground in New York, about 45 minutes from Manhattan. It should be a blast- after the ceremony there will be dancing and a bonfire, and my whole family is going to camp there that night.
The recommended attire for the ceremony is "campground chic". Ha ha ha! I told you, I love that girl.
Anyhow, as the sister of the groom I know I'll be in lots of family pictures that evening, so I do need to look presentable.
I need a dress:
- That is appropriate for an outdoor wedding in early June
- That I can dance in
- That can get dirty
- That can stand up to a squirmy, grabby (no strapless dresses) 9-month old (who will presumably be on my lap the entire time, since Mike is one of the groomsmen)
- That is nice enough for pictures
That provides easy access for nursingThanks for taking care of that issue, Lion!
I need shoes:
- That go with the dress
- That are flats or wedges
- That are comfortable for walking on unpaved trails
So! Who has the perfect solution?