Honest! Like tonight. Tonight was the big shopping night. It went kinda like this:
- Izzybella arrives at the house, meets Lolo, loves on the dogs for a few moments, and then we walk out the door.
- Lolo heads for her car and goes home while Izzy and I head for her car.
- We arrive at the nail salon. What? I said I had my priorities straight! We’re used to the Saturday morning express 35-minute pedicures. We figured we’d be in and out by 6:30. But there wasn’t a wait, and they were perhaps a little bored, because we got Thursday evening great calf & foot massage pedicures and it ended up taking just over an hour. Oops! But Izzy has cute red toenails and I have emo black toenails.
- We’re headed for Ross when we see the spectacular lightning show taking place. Detour! Turn right to go to the mall where they have covered parking.
- Penney’s had some nice pants for Patrick, but we didn’t want to buy them until we knew what Kellee would be wearing. Penney’s had some nice dresses, but nothing that was quite right.
- Macy’s had a couple of cuteish items, but again, nothing that was quite right.
- We were sweating. Maybe that’s why the cute guy at the expensive hand lotion kiosk was rather enthusiastic in offering the free samples that we rejected not just because we were in a hurry. And our hair was frizzing, which might be why the cute girl at the hair straightening kiosk offered to fix our frizz, and demo her fantastic flatiron, but we rejected that only because we were in a hurry.
- Lane Bryant was on the way to Dillard’s, so we stopped in but, yep, you guessed it, nothing was quite right.
- We got to Dillard’s, read the store map wrong, and took the scenic route to the third floor. We found the perfect dress twenty or thirty times, but apparently each dress wasn’t perfect because it wasn’t in her size or was something that Izzy or I might like but Kellee might not.
- I said a fervent prayer and kept looking.
- Izzy kept looking, too, and she found a lovely top. Then we found the perfect skirt to go with it. And then we had to find someone who would take our money. The girl at one designer counter told us she wasn’t allowed to ring up our purchases, and sent us to a different counter. But not only did someone eventually take our money in exchange for the clothes, they ended up being on even deeper sale than we realized. Woot!
- Stop at Claires to get jewelry. Pay for it. Realize that Claires was exhorbitantly overpriced, but we got cute stuff and Kellee’s worth it.
- In the home stretch, but wait–Godiva was pulling us in with its chocolately goodness powered tractor beam. Wrrrrrt, and we were suddenly at the counter, powerless to resist. Three truffles to provide immediate sustenance and two candy bars to get us each through tomorrow later, and we were truckin’. Upon editing, I realize that sounds like we each got 3 truffles and two candy bars. That’s not what happened. We each got one truffle, and a free one that we were going to share but Izzy doesn’t like champagne truffles so I ate it all by myself. And we each got one candy bar to have tomorrow, or whenever we need a dose of rich creamy chocolately goodness.
- Think suddenly that Earthbound Trading Company has cool jewelry and maybe we’d find something we liked better there. We found great earrings, but we decided what we got at the other place just fit right.
- Stop at Payless to buy shoes. Found seriously cute shoes, paid, and we’re there, back where we started.
- Penney’s again. We find a pair of pants for the bro that will coordinate nicely with Kellee’s outfit, and find a nice shirt. We pay, and do a mental high-five because we were done.
- Did I mention that we were done? We were so done that we couldn’t decide where to have some dinner. We ended up at Red Robin (I eat there or at Genghis Grille once a week). I got my second wind and a serious laugh attack that rivaled the infamous pithy grapefruit incident, but Izzy was just done. She’s had a long, long week. (If you want to know what caused the serious laugh attack, think of a Mad-libs game where every word provided is a variation of one particular four-letter word. It was funny. Seriously. I’m not sure Izzy saw the humour, but when she looks at the coaster that I filled in with her word choice tomorrow, she’ll laugh. Maybe.) (Oh, and referring to the priorities being straight, my dinner was fried zucchini. I ate one piece with the fried stuff, and another piece and a half without the fried stuff. It was better without.) (do you think maybe when I go next time I can ask for the fried zucchini, only not fried? that would make a pleasant addition to my now-standard wrap with avocado and salad, because everything has egg or cheese or milk in it.)
- Then it was home, and now I’m here blogging and wondering if the caffeinated soda I had two of at dinner would counter the effects of my nightly meds that make me sleep. So far the caffeine’s winning out.
There you have it. Cute toes, caffeine & chocolate, and a wedding outfit for the bride and groom. Could you do any better? (Hint: if you’re smart, no matter what the truth is, you will answer brzzzzzzt NO!) (I’ve never had black toenails before. Maybe it’s not emo. Maybe it’s just dorky, but that’s okay. I think we have established that I am a dork.) (Hi Kellee!)