I can barely keep my eyes open, so tired am I. But I feel the need to write something. Not a specific something. I mean it's not like I have something to say. Just some thing. One might say any thing. So here's my anything which really is nothing...But at least it's something.
I spent the morning at the church garage sale, a fundraiser for an orphanage in Quito, Ecuador. Then, I headed into "town". I still get a kick out of saying that. It reminds me of Little House on the Prairie when Charles would leave Walnut Creek for the big town of Sleepeye. Well, I went to Sleepeye today to shop for my hubbie who is spending the next few days at a business convention. We wanted to update his look a little bit. And I realized I have hardly ever purchased clothes for him. I think I bought one shirt and two pairs of pants in the two years we have been married. See, we have three closets in our bedroom and one in the hall. His clothes fill up all but one and I figured he didn't need any. We've discovered (and I say discovered because neither of us ever really cared to scrutinize for this sort of thing), we've discovered that though he dresses fairly nice for work, he dresses a little older than his age and perhaps it might be time to hip him up a little. Well, this. was. fun.
I really had to restrain myself because we had to spend conservatively but he now has three beautiful dress shirts, two nice short sleeved shirts, a sports coat, two pairs of pants, two very fun ties, two pairs of shorts, a gorgeous pair of dress shoes,a pair of hip casual shoes, three pairs of dress socks and six handkerchiefs.
As for the baby....she is just 1 and a half pounds away from needing a new car seat so I thought I'd get one while in "town" since the only place to buy a car seat here is Walmart. I also bought her an adorable little bathing suit and a kiddie pool, plus sunscreen. I can't wait to play in the pool! I mean, you know, for her, 'cause she will have so much fun.
And for me... did I get anything? I went through the Wendy's drivethrough for a quarter pounder meal. I know it's not much, but it's not nothing. And the baked potato was quite something.
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