2002 Story Set
| July 5, 2002 So I got them. I went to Stoneridge Mall and spent all day Friday with my son. I can barely type!!!! (It gets better as I adapt.) I have LONG acrylic nails - oval (rounded corners). I can't type fast. I can't scratch my ear. I can't pick my nose! I can wash the car (they said) and do dishes. Pepper said to wear rubber gloves. I ran and bought some. Can I sew the hem into the dress? (Yes, I did that this morning.) I haven't tried the bathroom. (Awkward at first.) Bras are fun! (I managed.) I will need help dressing! How do I try the fake lashes now???? How will I handle panty hose? (Pepper said to get a man to dress me. Who? Do I have Fabio come to the restroom to help me with my pantyhose? I don't think so!) Dishes are a challenge. (Again with the rubber gloves.) So is pushing food down into the rabbit bin. We spent all day and $$$$ at the mall. 12-6PM. Walking everywhere. Had lunch (leftovers) and I shopped - no body suit but a high-waister at LANE BRYANT. I am between Sears and Bryant in bra size. Gag. Can I wash and set my PURPLE hair??? (Yes, I can.) John had his hair washed and dried - I got him thickener shampoo and conditioner. Nothing from QVC - drat!!! I can wear the 38C bra I wore in NASHVILLE - when I got to sit on his lap! Ha! I need to hem the dress - can I sew? Remains to be seen. (Clumsy but yes.) We hit the whole darn Stoneridge mall - up and down. Victoria, Fredrick's, Lane Bryant, Sears (3rd floor used to be good for fat women), hair place, nail place, lunch, both levels up and down. My son lasted good. (He is birching today - his legs hurt. Good for him!) We ate lunch with our shoes off. It was hot - at Men's warehouse I got him pants, a linen black shirt - packed up the sweat pants and the long sleeved knit shirt he had been wearing, also got him a belt and a short sleeved silk tee shirt - lovely. At Lane Bryant I got two tee shirt tanks - chucked my sweater - and got the high top girdle (size 18-20 - tanks are 14-16). Unfortunately - the tank, while cool, showed off my fat belly. Ugh! Caught a shot of my self! Matron I am! UGH, UGH, UGH. I am pooped. Lots of walking. Tomorrow is gym and see about a cargo net for the truck then pack. He has clothes to wear now! He is a card - always looking for the girls in shorts with strong legs. He also said, "I can spot the good boyfriends and the bad boyfriends. The bad ones are out sitting on the little chairs in the walkway - round cushions actually. The good ones are in with the girls doing things like 'Yes - That looks good.'..." Clever boy! Of course he also noted that going into Victoria's Secret isn't that bad if you check out the women shopping - look past the bras. He was having a high old time!!! He does not want to pose with Fabio - little wretch! But he'd better gt good photos! |
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