Saturday I "chose" to spend the best part of the day with my daughter. We went "shopping". My daughter is an excellent and relentless shopper. I wanted new jeans. Skinnier jeans. Ones I could roll up and have the ankle exposed. Eddie Bauer had some, but S thought they were uninteresting. Onward to the Gap. Now, I admit here, that no matter what size I am, I have never actually fit into any Gap jeans I have tried on.
I found the Sexy Boyfriend Jeans that a coworker had worn to work last week. And, because I was shopping with my daughter, I tried on many variations of the SB. Many sizes. Many designs. All fit completely different. So, readers, try on ALL the available pants. I TRIED THEM ALL ON. Time after time. First for fit. Then for comfort. Then for style. Then to walk around in. Then to sit down in. And IGNORE the size of the pants. It doesn't matter. When pants fit and look good--the size is meaningless.
I can say, with certainty, that the $80 SBJ that I "chose" fit me the best of any of the ones I tried. I look forward to wearing them at every opportunity, rolled up or down. And the menswear (soft as baby clothes) white button down shirt with long tails, which will be hanging out from under all my sweaters. I will also be wearing that as often as possible. My new "uniform".
The two of us managed to fit in a lovely late lunch at Red Robin. I got the Royal Red Robin burger wrapped in lettuce with cole slaw instead of the french fries. Delicious. We had both been wanting a really good burger.
Tomorrow is Art Club. They will be making print transfers. I like making print transfers. So I am "choosing" to go. I was thinking of taking some "show and tell" but Art Club doesn't do that. So, I will take whatever I start working on today and finish it there. Last time, my pen and paper journal was interesting for them to look at as I include lots of collage and drawing. The other two artists were prepping canvas and an old wood cigar box for collage. Perhaps they will add a photo transfer tomorrow evening.
I am reading. I am enjoying Elementary (the new Sherlock Holmes). I am still not eating a proper dinner. G is still weak but feeling just a bit better each day. He won't eat the banana I bought for him. Or the crackers. Or the applesauce. He is able to eat and retain the chicken soup I made for him, but that, and yogurt and toast, is all he is eating. So, no wonder he is weak. I "choose" to no longer participate in his "illness".
Work is still slow. The economy or whatever. I hardly know anymore. Too much time with nothing to do. Not a good way to spend the work part of my days. Looking forward to decorating the Christmas display trees. Perhaps the twinkling lights will bring cheer and customers?
Right now, I need some breakfast. Starving. Then laundry. Then something fun.
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