spinthemoon (spinthemoon) wrote,
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Ack ack ack

My brain is full. This is what happens when I don't post. Although now my brain is too full to post anything remotely witty or amusing, so instead you just get the list of stuff I would have turned into fantastically amusing blog material (humor me here, people):

  • I went on a total shopping binge last weekend, and scored big-time. New work clothes, new play clothes, new shoes...all on sale. I wanted to post pics of the totally rad Ann Taylor (no, that is not an oxymoron) silk twist top and black sandals I found to wear to the REO Speedwagon/Loverboy concert this weekend, but apparently they don't actually exist outside my closet because I couldn't find any pics online. I hate it when that happens.
  • I found some really good bargains at JC Penny...all Jones New York which I love. Two tops and a new pair of black pants, since the ones I was wearing were so old they weren't really black any more, and had a hole in the seat. All on sale. And then when I got home I found two $15 off coupons. I hate it when that happens, too.

  • I wore one of the new tops to work today, and realized that I had the perfect earrings to go with it. They are spun glass fishes, in aqua and shades of black and gray. I've had them over twenty years, and haven't worn them in at least fifteen. But I hung on to them, and today I wore them and they looked boss, so take that, Flylady.

  • There is actually a pin to match the earrings. I have many many fish pins. There was a time when I was rather famous for fish pins. I have goldfish, ivory fish, art deco-y fish, antique fish, pewter fish, mother-of-pearl fish. It wasn't really intentional, it just sort of happened. Since I don't listen to Flylady, I still have all my fish pins. But I'm afraid to wear them, because when you are young and fish pins are your thing, you are young and quirky and adorable, but when you are old and fish pins are your thing, you are the crazy old fish pin lady.

  • Speaking of getting old, today is Husband's birthday. He is turning 40, and getting no sympathy. When you are within spitting distance of 50 you don't want to hear someone whine about how old 40 is. We went through the same thing when he turned 30. He moaned and groaned about how old 30 was until I pointed out that I was 36 when he met me. I'm sure he still thought 30 was old, but he had the good sense to stop telling me that. Which is one reason I'm still around to tell him to stop whining about turning 40.

  • Yesterday I had a confrontation with the president of the PTO in the hallway outside the pricipal's office. She made two unforgiveable mistakes - she tried to be condescending and her logic was faulty. Two teachers lept into the fray and they were just as bad. Eventually the principal appeared, listened for a moment, then told me she would take care of the issue, which she did. I think she was amused by the whole thing. Husband told me later I was very scary. Imagine how scary I would have been if I had been wearing my fish pins.

  • We are leaving for Arizona in less than two weeks. Husband, The Boy and I are going to Oldest Daughter's graduation. Middle Daughter was staying behind and spending the week with my mother because it's finals week. Only, she told us today that it isn't finals week. So now we had to scramble to arrrange with her teachers for her to miss a week of school and book flights for her. Like, she couldn't have told us this three months ago when we made the original plans? I swear, I was not like this as a teen. Really. Just take my word for it. Don't try to verify it with my mom. Really. Trust me.

  • Middle Daughter and I were voting for Jason Castro because we think he's way awesome but now I'm convinced he really just wants to go home. Oh, Jason. You're breaking my heart here. You know it's going to be double D to the finish line, so you didn't have to try to throw the thing.
That is all for now.
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