sunday mall shopping..

September 12th, 2010

the title should say it all! putting off until last minute.. a dress i had to buy for a wedding.. it is beautiful.. cream.. ruffled.. a big bow on the back.. and this cute little hat that comes with it.. ok. obviously kidding.. I am not showing up looking like a bride on her wedding day.. lol.. it  was this cute little dress .. and when I went to pay for it.. it rang up to $13.00! yes please.. I also hit up forever 21.. I love that store.. there were 20 things I could have bought.. but alas.. restrained.. me and olive than walked.. all over the mall.. because olive does not want to sit in the stroller anymore.. she wants to explore.. which is fine by me.. but I get those random actual body cringes.. when I think of babies that get snatched at malls in a quick second.. because the mom was looking at something on a rack quickly..  so my shopping kind of ended.. we did however.. make it over to Baby Gap.. gulp.. they have a new America in Paris line for little girls.. it was scrumptious.. 

she received this one.. only in black stripes.. 

I would have bought one for myself if it came is size 336 month.. 

I have this tiny little secret that I do.. I go to Old Spaghetti by myself.. well.. now with Olive.. and cow out.. like beyond.. It started when I moved to Seattle solo and had no one to join me for lunches or dinners.. so I just naturally went by myself.. but this time I  had a little lunch date.. I ate wayto much bread and butter.. and drank way to many diet cokes.. and tookway to many bites of pasta.. mmm brown butter and mizithra.. yes please.. it was ugly.. thankfully they put us in the worst possible section ever.. it was this weird room that I never knew even existed. until she sat us in there.. with this cute little boy server who was obviously new.. he fed my cow like desires.. and it was good.. and he was tipped well.. correction.. it was good until the raging lower cramp I got in my pelvis.. I think it was all that bread expanding.. so me and olive sat there.. me dying.. while the new server finally handed me a box and the cheque.. and than the nice manager brought me my change.. 

it was ugly.. 

once we got home.. I realized that my neighbours were moving!! there was no sign.. no warning.. nothing..  we call this man “Asian Dustin” because he also drives a black car like Dustin.. and he has the same hair and glasses.. and I cannot even count how many times he has pulled up in their driveway.. and I get all excited cause I think my Dustin is home!.. they also have a little baby.. and we would wave and say hello.. but I never actually introduced myself.. so I thought.. what better time? I noticed the moving truck had a BC license plate.. and asked the man moving stuff if he knew where they were going.. i than walked in.. to their really nice house that didn’t have a front door on it anymore.. and she came down.. and we finally met.. 

and of course she is really sweet.. and nice.. and we put two and two together.. that we are both Canadian.. and they are from New Westminster.. what are the odds.. 

I hate when that happens.. you wait so long to meet someone.. and only take advantage of it once they are running out of the picture! life lesson? I think so.. 

My Olive bear took another tumble last night :0  and we were on concussion watch all night.. and glad to report.. she is alive and well.. me on the  other hand.. not so much.. I fear the day she gets behind a wheel.. and I have to worry every minute she is gone.. 

god bless cell phones.. I always swore I would not be a mama who does not give my kids cell phones.. but that has blown out the window.. well.. maybe one of those ones that can only call me.. her dad.. 911 and her grandparents..  who knows..  i have a while to think about it..