And now you may read about my day.

Because John is not here to tell it to, I am telling it to you. It started fine, early, but fine. My daughter got up at 3 a.m. and never went back to sleep. I of course didn’t find that out until 6:30 when I got up. She seemed fine, not sleepy at all! I dropped her off at a friend’s house for the day and went to the mall! Where I met a friend of mine and we shopped and shopped. All I had to show for it was a few t-shirts and a phone conversation with the hotline operator at Eddie Bauer, who promised to send me my stuff in 7-10 days. Turns out EB doesn’t sell longer legs to fit their pants, but they do sell petite sizes. I would totally pay for shipping on longer legs. Pants are easier to mail and so they ship free.

A huge suburban mall and a dismal shoe situation. We must not speak of this anymore though. The good news is that the exact same sandal I’ve been wearing for at least 4 years is still being sold! I’m tired of it but didn’t find anything else. Whoops, wasn’t going to speak of it.

I will mention that it’s becoming increasingly important to take a friend shopping. Someone who will give an honest opinion. This is how it goes: you find a garment you like, you try it on. Let’s say it fits (first major hurdle), in that you can zip it, button it, breathe in it, etc. Now, just because it fits doesn’t mean it’s a good choice. Maybe it is a little too low cut. Maybe it gives you the muffin top. Maybe it makes your neck look short. There are so many variables, many of these you could probably figure out alone…but the worst one? It makes you look like a muumuu wearing Florida resident. Yes, it’s true. A lot of stuff out there is either for women on Medicare or for your adolescent daughter. The upshot is, if you want to feel young, you just have to step into Coldwater Creek or Chico’s and be thankful you have a friend who doesn’t want you to dress like your grandmother. They were playing Neil Diamond in the J. Jill store and I was a little concerned they were trying to appeal to a certain demographic. “Sweet Caroline, good times never felt so good.” Does that song ever bring back the memories…of 1978! Me and mom with our Dorothy Hamill hair…I should scan in that picture for a good laugh.

I did find some stuff at Sephora, my new favorite store ever. I get a little paralyzed in there, though, because all the stuff starts to look the same. I bought a bronzer! I picked one out from the 50 different kinds (the same kind I had used a sample of). Now if you see me and I look tan and well rested, you’ll know why. (Just now I was going to write about the summery eye shadow I still have even though at first I hated it and thought no one over 21 should wear it, and I couldn’t believe I was writing about eye shadow on Scriptus, so I’m not going to write about that.)

I finally went and picked up the girl, a little burnt on the nose and cheeks, and very, very tired. She went to bed at 7:30. Ahhh…the good old days. I tried to explain to her that next time she gets up in the middle of the night she should go back to sleep.

And another highlight of my day: I was pulled over for running a stop sign. I know, me who drives like your grandma. I completely didn’t see it. I did see it later, though, the second time I went through the intersection. Funny how this ticket is less money than a speeding ticket, but seems way more dangerous. Also interesting is how you can pay a “surcharge” within 20 days and get the points off your license reduced by half. (I still don’t understand that whole system). It seems like a totally legal bribe. Which of course I am taking.

The cat is acting funny, she misses John too. Things just aren’t right when he’s not here…even if the grass looks nice. She jumped up on the computer desk and sat herself down in front of the keyboard and started purring. We all miss him. And Bubba, who forgot his jammies for camp. Heh. That’s not as big a problem when you’re a guy.

I also ordered some more skirt patterns, as it seems lately I am obsessed with making skirts. I also found a good fabric store…The Great American Quilt Factory. My mother-in-law told me about it a long time ago, but she made it sound like it was waaaayyy across town, when in fact it’s very close to church and John’s office, all things considered. I might go tomorrow. It’s calling to me. I even know the very fabric I want to get, Day and Night by Robert Kaufman. It’s crazy how there are famous fabric designers. This store is getting the entire Midwest Modern line from Amy Butler in August. Be still my beating heart.

So that’s my day. Tomorrow is scissor and knife sharpening day at Jo Ann fabrics. I will be impressed if they can sharpen my mother’s pinking shears (especially because then I won’t have to buy new ones). I’m also going to have her sewing shears sharpened and give them to Carolyn. I have true left-handed shears which are still very sharp. I also have several other scissors and kitchen knives to sharpen. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep given all this excitement. Sharp scissors and maybe fabric on the same day. Did I mention I need a margarita?