From the bins of the homeless! — I needed another pair or two of jean capris. I wanted the same ones I bought last year but they were resized. I had to venture into unchartered territory.
Is it just me or do the high-end (unfortunately those fit me best) jeans look like they were ripped off of the homeless? I don’t mind some fading (or whiskering as they call it) to make them comfortable but I prefer to put my own holes in them. I swear they charge extra for holes. I would be too embarrassed to donate these as they are.
They talk funny there. — The beloved husband’s niece came down last weekend with her 14-year-old son. We were a stop-off point on their way to soccer championships.
I had never spent time with this young man. He was tall, thin, blonde and delightful. At first I thought he had a speech impediment because…well…he talked funny. He reminded me of someone but I couldn’t figure out who. After they left I realized they sounded like the Kennedy’s! It was his Boston accent that was throwing me off.
Free shipping! Really? — I got snookered again. I buy on-line because of the convenience. However, I hate to pay shipping.
Some stores (like LL Bean) are always free shipping but most have a minimum. I got a special deal (yes, I should know better) for $10 off a specific merchandiser.
That would pay for the shipping. I read through the email and I didn’t see a minimum until I finalized the transaction. My “special deal” wasn’t deducted from the total on the confirmation (like it said it would be) but I did see the notice that stated a minimum. I was under it by $9! The only thing that saved me from going over the edge was that the shipping was free anyway.
No more dancing on the bar! — It was girls’ night this week and a group of us went out for dinner and catching up. You know your group is getting old when most of them get water for dinner. Yes, just water! We had fun anyway.
Pre-cut jitters — Some of you routinely go to a hair stylist and get the same cut. Easy peasy and you always look good. I envy you. I like change or at least the concept of change. Or maybe it’s the fantasy of change in my head.
I am trying to do something different. I let my hair grow for a couple of months and next week is my appointment. I want something fresh looking. Oh yes, it has to be easy too. I always end up looking the same no matter what cut I get.
That won’t stop me from taking in pictures of women half my age with different hair textures to drive my stylist crazy. Perhaps it’s not the hair that I want to look different but what’s under it!
How was your week?