So this week was FULL of nausea- before, after, during eating...didn't matter. By the end of the week I even got a tension headache, but since I can't take crap for it, I meerly suffered (and received several neck rubs from the hubs). But it wasn't all boo friggin who...we got to tell some of our closest friends about this super fantastic endeavor we've embarked on. Anj, Jess, our Sioux Falls peeps, and many of our closest east coast besties found out. It was so nice to get to share the news and receive sheer excitement and congratulations. :)
Sunday night, however, I learned my lesson. I remember...thinking back to PA school during OB with Lord parading around the front of the room thrusting her varicose vein legs up on the desk in front of me...gee, sure wish I could forget that... Anyway, I recall (though sadly this was after the fact) Prof Lord saying, 'Pregnancy is not a good time to try new foods'...followed by a Sally Sue story (who had been knocked up by Jimmy of course) and how she got some scandalous STD...haha- true story (about Sally Sue), but come on people, that is NOT where I was going with this. So we were out at my brother's place gabbing when he busts out this meat, cheese, and crackers. Way love and I was starving since the previous scalloped potatoes and ham (classic Midwest funeral dish) weren't filling nor appetizing. Anyway...so he tells us it's buffalo meat (tasted a lot like a little spicier summer sausage)...and based on the fact I now know what it tastes like suggests to you folks, I gave it a whirl. It was really good actually. Didn't think anything of it until about 2:30am when the sharpest, death-like gas cramps tore me out of sleep. PURE agony. Curse words, curse words, rolling around holding my belly waiting for the gas to move, along with the pain, to a new spot in my stomach. Holy shit I thought I was dying...ok, so a bit dramatic, but you gather it sucked. Finally I just got up and moved hunched over into the bathroom to the toilet. UGH, ahh!, curse curse curse. See, I can't push to make things move along because the ligaments attached to my uterus are stretching now and it's painful to push...which pain is worse I guess. It was give and take. The gas rumbled like a train...I could literally feel it work it's way through every single million inches of intestines. (Warning, about to get graphic.) Then poop poop poop, GAS- ah, yes! Then, like my ever so proper husband says, "I was pissin out my ass." Haha...I realize that that's totally not a lady-like thing to say, but really the whole scene was not lady-like so there's no need to sugar coat it. 30 friggin minutes my near-naked body shivered and writhed in pain on that cold porcelain toilet. Back to sleep and up again to finish off. Whew! Needless to say- lesson learned. Do not try new or exotic things while pregnant...it doesn't end well.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Week 6: and the _______ sets in
1. and the _fatigue__ sets in...wow. Really tired this week but could have been the fact that we were house shopping like marathoners and actually bought a house!!!! Kinda crazy and pretty amazing timing honestly. It's a brand new development in Kasson close to my mom/aunt/uncle/kids and Otter and Sarah. It's about 15 minutes from work or so. On a private road, away from train tracks and McDonalds (as Hailey, my 4 yo niece noted). :) Happy that horrible house-buying selection process is over, but moving is yet to come...ugh... Pretty sure this fatigue is going no where quickly.
2. and the __nausea__sets in. BOO!!! No barfy just icky sicky. Nothing sounds good- though I could always eat cereal and pizza. Makes it tough to workout in the am like I'm used to and like to since I feel like garbage until after lunch (when there is no motivation left to hit the gym). ...go away.
3. and the __excitement__sets in. Jamie and I are actually starting to get a little excited about the pregnancy...not that we weren't before- it's just a little more real now. This runty is hangin on, so the longer it hangs, the more excited we are getting. :) I finally got to dish the news to Kenny and Brad this weekend...not quite the same excitement but she came around after the initial shock. The only people that know are Sarah, Otter, Kat, Liz, a handful of work people (just cause I can't keep a secret...and I guess neither could Jamie!), and now Kenny and Brad. We are waiting to tell the family until after my ultrasound on the 25th- so Easter time...trying to think of a clever way to tell people...hmmmm...the wheels are turning. :)
4. and the __allergies__set in. OOOOO weeeee- I'm not sure what the hell I'm allergic to in the middle of winter but this allergy attack sure took the wind out of my sails. Lucky co-workers got a snot-faced, half alive, coughing piece of pleasure pie, that is for sure! :)
Remain with sore, bigger boobs, sensitive nipples, gas, teenager skin, and my belly is getting bigger (but maybe that's cause I just stopped sucking in so much...hmmmm...a real possibility here). :)
Oh! And I almost forgot! I met with the nurse this week- ha! clearly it was an impactful visit. :) Jam was oober pissed he wasn't allowed in the room. Why? Who knows... I think it should be the option of the pregnant lady if the husband can attend or not cause really all we did was talk about my medical history, and then she delved into his family medical history and where he was born and shit. WHAT?! I have no idea! Does that make me a bad wife? I knew the state at least. :) Whatever, there's 9 months to fill that crap out...PS- if you needed to know those types of things, maybe you should have allowed him in the room. It was just an informative session anyway- giving me the "do not do this this this this this" bible and some pamphlets. Cool. At least now I have proof that I'm NOT screwing up this child, since it is a clear concern of Jamie's. :) Read the book baby! :) And then I was forced to donate 9 tubes of blood- and the interesting thing is that they didn't even do any kind of confirmation testing like another urine evaluation or a blood hCG level...so basically that lady just took my word that I had a positive HyVee brand test at home (and just 1 test). Ok then. :) But what I DID find out from the blood work was not that I am actually with child, but I do NOT have HIV or syphilis- SCORE!!!!! :) I also do not have a urine infection- craaaazy, since I'm not having symptoms- right on point there- thanks! But is she pregnant? Well, uh...she told us she was. I bet if I told you I didn't have HIV or syphilis you would have still tested me... Just sayin...
2. and the __nausea__sets in. BOO!!! No barfy just icky sicky. Nothing sounds good- though I could always eat cereal and pizza. Makes it tough to workout in the am like I'm used to and like to since I feel like garbage until after lunch (when there is no motivation left to hit the gym). ...go away.
3. and the __excitement__sets in. Jamie and I are actually starting to get a little excited about the pregnancy...not that we weren't before- it's just a little more real now. This runty is hangin on, so the longer it hangs, the more excited we are getting. :) I finally got to dish the news to Kenny and Brad this weekend...not quite the same excitement but she came around after the initial shock. The only people that know are Sarah, Otter, Kat, Liz, a handful of work people (just cause I can't keep a secret...and I guess neither could Jamie!), and now Kenny and Brad. We are waiting to tell the family until after my ultrasound on the 25th- so Easter time...trying to think of a clever way to tell people...hmmmm...the wheels are turning. :)
4. and the __allergies__set in. OOOOO weeeee- I'm not sure what the hell I'm allergic to in the middle of winter but this allergy attack sure took the wind out of my sails. Lucky co-workers got a snot-faced, half alive, coughing piece of pleasure pie, that is for sure! :)
Remain with sore, bigger boobs, sensitive nipples, gas, teenager skin, and my belly is getting bigger (but maybe that's cause I just stopped sucking in so much...hmmmm...a real possibility here). :)
Oh! And I almost forgot! I met with the nurse this week- ha! clearly it was an impactful visit. :) Jam was oober pissed he wasn't allowed in the room. Why? Who knows... I think it should be the option of the pregnant lady if the husband can attend or not cause really all we did was talk about my medical history, and then she delved into his family medical history and where he was born and shit. WHAT?! I have no idea! Does that make me a bad wife? I knew the state at least. :) Whatever, there's 9 months to fill that crap out...PS- if you needed to know those types of things, maybe you should have allowed him in the room. It was just an informative session anyway- giving me the "do not do this this this this this" bible and some pamphlets. Cool. At least now I have proof that I'm NOT screwing up this child, since it is a clear concern of Jamie's. :) Read the book baby! :) And then I was forced to donate 9 tubes of blood- and the interesting thing is that they didn't even do any kind of confirmation testing like another urine evaluation or a blood hCG level...so basically that lady just took my word that I had a positive HyVee brand test at home (and just 1 test). Ok then. :) But what I DID find out from the blood work was not that I am actually with child, but I do NOT have HIV or syphilis- SCORE!!!!! :) I also do not have a urine infection- craaaazy, since I'm not having symptoms- right on point there- thanks! But is she pregnant? Well, uh...she told us she was. I bet if I told you I didn't have HIV or syphilis you would have still tested me... Just sayin...
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Week 5
This is the week I found out about baby!! I've decided to document each week- how I'm feeling both physically and emotionally.
Physical:
SORE boobs!! I'm now wearing a bra at all times (even sleeping) because 1) it feels better, and 2) for prevention of further migration south;
BRAIN DEAD. Holy Moses, I cannot remember anything! This is actually frightening given the short-term memory loss of my husband...this better resolve or we are totally shit up a crick without paddles (cause we forgot them!);
Funky appetite. Started out all ravishing, eating everything in sight and an endless attempt to fill my hollow leg. Now it's finicky...can't eat as much, things don't taste as good
GAS...more of it. :)
TIRED. Can't tell if it's the madness that has been the last 2 weeks looking for houses aggressively and tending a plethora of basketball games and not being home last weekend...or if some of it's the pregnancy. Seems a bit crazy to think a tiny sesame seed could make me tired...though I'm sure that's not the first "crazy" of pregnancy.
Emotionally:
So far so good- I feel pretty great actually. I'm not super labile (yet), sitting more on the positive "i love life" side. Jamie has been great and it just started. I can already tell he's going to be a super support through this whole process.
We are trying to think of a name for baby in-utero...we kinda like Omar (for now)...makes me smile.
Yesterday I had spent the day with some girlfriends and Jamie texted, "miss you and Omar." So cute. :) He was following me home later that evening and I get a text that says, "hey speedracer, you have my child on board." Haha.
We have not told many people and if it were up to Jamie NO ONE would know. You know me...with this super power of talking, it's VERY hard to suppress...it's not like I carry cryptonite in my pocket. So, right now, for my sanity Sarah and Otter know (largely because Sarah's been through this and they were with us at the cabin when I was expressing the possibility) and yesterday I told Kathy and Liz (cause I just needed to share with people, and Kat's 20 weeks pregnant right now). I'm not ready to tell the whole world given the possibility of this whole thing not working out since it's so early but it IS fun if a few people know. :) I wanted to tell Kenny but she's got some semi-related issues going on...didn't seem like a good time. And the Kapplingers are greatly anticipating Jenny's in-vitro implantation this Wednesday (when I meet the midwives' nurse). Really really hoping it works out for them!! In a couple weeks, God willing, we will be able to tell people. Our midwife appointment is Mar 25...couldn't think of a better birthday present myself. :)
In the meantime, we are distracting ourselves with buying a house. Exhausting work but we look forward to having our own place! We don't want to get too excited about this pregnancy yet since, like most in this situation, we worry about miscarriage.
I also think about how it would be nice to be blissfully naive about all the problems that can happen in a pregnancy...however, medical training has stolen that away from me. Oh well...we'll take it as it comes and pray for a healthy baby.
Physical:
SORE boobs!! I'm now wearing a bra at all times (even sleeping) because 1) it feels better, and 2) for prevention of further migration south;
BRAIN DEAD. Holy Moses, I cannot remember anything! This is actually frightening given the short-term memory loss of my husband...this better resolve or we are totally shit up a crick without paddles (cause we forgot them!);
Funky appetite. Started out all ravishing, eating everything in sight and an endless attempt to fill my hollow leg. Now it's finicky...can't eat as much, things don't taste as good
GAS...more of it. :)
TIRED. Can't tell if it's the madness that has been the last 2 weeks looking for houses aggressively and tending a plethora of basketball games and not being home last weekend...or if some of it's the pregnancy. Seems a bit crazy to think a tiny sesame seed could make me tired...though I'm sure that's not the first "crazy" of pregnancy.
Emotionally:
So far so good- I feel pretty great actually. I'm not super labile (yet), sitting more on the positive "i love life" side. Jamie has been great and it just started. I can already tell he's going to be a super support through this whole process.
We are trying to think of a name for baby in-utero...we kinda like Omar (for now)...makes me smile.
Yesterday I had spent the day with some girlfriends and Jamie texted, "miss you and Omar." So cute. :) He was following me home later that evening and I get a text that says, "hey speedracer, you have my child on board." Haha.
We have not told many people and if it were up to Jamie NO ONE would know. You know me...with this super power of talking, it's VERY hard to suppress...it's not like I carry cryptonite in my pocket. So, right now, for my sanity Sarah and Otter know (largely because Sarah's been through this and they were with us at the cabin when I was expressing the possibility) and yesterday I told Kathy and Liz (cause I just needed to share with people, and Kat's 20 weeks pregnant right now). I'm not ready to tell the whole world given the possibility of this whole thing not working out since it's so early but it IS fun if a few people know. :) I wanted to tell Kenny but she's got some semi-related issues going on...didn't seem like a good time. And the Kapplingers are greatly anticipating Jenny's in-vitro implantation this Wednesday (when I meet the midwives' nurse). Really really hoping it works out for them!! In a couple weeks, God willing, we will be able to tell people. Our midwife appointment is Mar 25...couldn't think of a better birthday present myself. :)
In the meantime, we are distracting ourselves with buying a house. Exhausting work but we look forward to having our own place! We don't want to get too excited about this pregnancy yet since, like most in this situation, we worry about miscarriage.
I also think about how it would be nice to be blissfully naive about all the problems that can happen in a pregnancy...however, medical training has stolen that away from me. Oh well...we'll take it as it comes and pray for a healthy baby.
Original stats
To document the drastic changes Omar caused...I must report my pre-pregnancy stats.
Weight: 144.8lbs
Size: 8 (or 29)
Bra: 34DD, slightly south
Top: Medium/Large (depending if boobs contribute due to style of shirt)
Piercings: belly button, ears
Tattoos: lower back
Overall I'm in the best shape I've been in since early college which I'm stoked about. I am fully aware this is a body-altering experience thus it's a GOOD thing I'm in great shape...though I'm a little depressed this "best state ever" condition not being lived out a little longer...especially given a couple of my new purchases for the summer. Hopefully those amazing new pieces will only collect dust for one year...pulling em out the first summer post-pregnancy (a goal!!!). :)
Stay tuned for post-pregnancy stats.
Weight: 144.8lbs
Size: 8 (or 29)
Bra: 34DD, slightly south
Top: Medium/Large (depending if boobs contribute due to style of shirt)
Piercings: belly button, ears
Tattoos: lower back
Overall I'm in the best shape I've been in since early college which I'm stoked about. I am fully aware this is a body-altering experience thus it's a GOOD thing I'm in great shape...though I'm a little depressed this "best state ever" condition not being lived out a little longer...especially given a couple of my new purchases for the summer. Hopefully those amazing new pieces will only collect dust for one year...pulling em out the first summer post-pregnancy (a goal!!!). :)
Stay tuned for post-pregnancy stats.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
of course I forgot one...
...of course I forgot one of my shopping rules...
10. IS IT MEANT TO BE?: This one I love...if it's in my size it was meant to be, if not, I probably wouldn't have made it look good. :) haha... It's another firm shopping rule I live by. It's REALLY meant to be if the last one is in your size...in fact, you probably don't even need to try it on- that is a sign from God right there. :)
Funny thing is, sometimes I really do feel designers are designing specifically for me. :) Like today for instance, the stars aligned and I was united with a little shorts jumpsuit that looks like an old swimsuit from the era where curves were embraced and full thighs were sexy. I picked the trendy number out, and it was available in my size (a sign!). When I slipped it on, the angels sang from the heavens. Immediately I smiled, a little nervous at first since I get a little self-conscious about my thighs. I stepped out of the dressing room (for a little person-to-person validation (besides the angels)). The dressing lady took one look and was like, "that is SO cute!!" Cha-ching! Done. :) There was another girl (about 14 years old and 60 pounds) trying on this very outfit...while her friend commented how after seeing me, she knew her little friend did not have the body-type for this number. :) It's those moments that I live for...reasons I love shopping... Sometimes it's just right. :) And if an experience like that doesn't give you confidence, I don't know what will. ROCK IT! :)
10. IS IT MEANT TO BE?: This one I love...if it's in my size it was meant to be, if not, I probably wouldn't have made it look good. :) haha... It's another firm shopping rule I live by. It's REALLY meant to be if the last one is in your size...in fact, you probably don't even need to try it on- that is a sign from God right there. :)
Funny thing is, sometimes I really do feel designers are designing specifically for me. :) Like today for instance, the stars aligned and I was united with a little shorts jumpsuit that looks like an old swimsuit from the era where curves were embraced and full thighs were sexy. I picked the trendy number out, and it was available in my size (a sign!). When I slipped it on, the angels sang from the heavens. Immediately I smiled, a little nervous at first since I get a little self-conscious about my thighs. I stepped out of the dressing room (for a little person-to-person validation (besides the angels)). The dressing lady took one look and was like, "that is SO cute!!" Cha-ching! Done. :) There was another girl (about 14 years old and 60 pounds) trying on this very outfit...while her friend commented how after seeing me, she knew her little friend did not have the body-type for this number. :) It's those moments that I live for...reasons I love shopping... Sometimes it's just right. :) And if an experience like that doesn't give you confidence, I don't know what will. ROCK IT! :)
shopping with Kara...what IS she thinking??
So I was shopping at the Mall of America today and all of sudden, while picking out the latest trendy item, I realized, "holy crap, my brain is constantly going when I'm shopping." There is a lot to think about...maybe I'm the only one that thinks this much...or maybe it's the elitist of the shoppers...or maybe everyone thinks this much. It's not just about 'do I look fat in this?' Oh no, there's far more on the mind to a skilled shopper than that. Here's what I think about.
1. TRENDS: What are the latest trends? And more importantly what are the up and coming trends? I prefer not to be joining the END of a trend (which thereby makes it rather untrendy). Now some of this can't be helped and the location in which one resides must be taken into consideration...since I live in the middle of nowhere "the latest trend" is relative being that it usually starts overseas and the next year hits the coasts and major cities, and lastly the middle of nowhere about 12 years after it really was the trend. But does it matter one could ask? Not in MN, because people here live are clad in Farm-Fleet or Polaris attire no matter what's in style. In fact, if you dress trendy people automatically assume you are from anywhere but here? Haha...it IS true- I've been asked many times where I was from and the sheer look of shock appears when I say MN. It cracks me up. :) Ok, ok...back to trends. I refuse to jump on board with overly trendy things like UGGs, though I do own a couple pair of skinny jeans I will admit. Bottom line: I want to be the one setting the trend and rockin the weird.
2. HAIR COLOR: What will my hair color be when I'm trying to wear this amazing item? It seems odd to some, but my hair color changes each season, depending greatly on my mood. :) Sounds a little silly, but I can't dominate a hot pink tank while I'm sportin red hair...and I prefer not to wear much white/beige/tan when I have platinum hair...it makes sense right? :)
3. IS IT WORTHY?: Whenever I'm shopping I just pick out whatever I like, not looking at price tags. UNLESS I'm in a store I've never been in- then I pick out something cheaper-looking like a tank top and scope out the price...if it's ridonculous I smile and walk in one of 2 directions- to the clearance rack or simply out the door. :) After squeezing myself into these "chosen" articles, I look in the mirror- typically in a head cocked (or taco-head) fashion and stand on my tiptoes (or no reason...it just happens...I think I feel skinnier that way). If it's a potential buy, I ask myself, "what would I pay for this?" based on how it looks. If it looks amazing, it's more obviously, but if it's just so-so, I hope I got it off the clearance rack...haha. Then I look at the tag...if it's more than I think it's worthy of based on how it looks on me, I just put it back, but if it's less...that garment is comin home with mama. :) It works super well!
4. Of course, HOW GOOD DO I MAKE THIS PIECE OF CLOTHING LOOK?: Haha... :) Every person has this thought- it's the staple to shopping...does this piece of clothing make me look fat or does it compliment my amazing assets? I firmly believe clothes are meant to compliment what God has given you. It's a matter of finding a designer that has the knack to do that for you. Who gives a shit what the tag says- people don't walk around with their clothes inside out, leaving tags/sizes exposed. Be aware of your shape and the styles that flatter your body. Also be aware of fabrics- clingy vs baggy, etc. There are perks to both depending on your trouble spots. Wear what fits you! And buy what you feel amazing in! If you have confidence in the outfit you're rocking- everyone will think you look good.
5. IN A BIND: There's nothing worse than when you're shopping for that perfect red slinky dress for under $50 and after searching high and low, even going in to stores you would be embarrassed to see anyone you knew in, and you CAN.NOT.FIND.THE.DAMN.THING!!! It's a given, if I'm looking for it, I won't find it. Thus I try to anticipate WELL in advance events coming up and keep my eyes peeled for classic items and amazing pieces every time I shop. You never know when you're going to need that flawless bright green silk number...so better get it now, you'll thank yourself later. It's so much less stressful. Another idea to cope with this bind- try not to have super strict expectations of something you want to find.
6. Just say NO to online shopping: I know it's super popular, but unless you don't mind sending boxes of stuff back, which you know never happens as much as it should, it's just too easy to a) spend loads of money, b) buy things that don't fit you well, and c) keep that stuff that doesn't fit you well because it's too much work or you forgot or you'll regift it or "muh, I alreay paid for it might as well keep it." Unless it's something you already own and you want to replace it knowing exactly how it fits you (or another exception I would let go is a MAD STEAL :))- just say no.
7. WILLING TO SHOP = SWEET FINDS: Listen people, you have to be willing to paruse through racks and racks of clothes to find that perfect item. Patience is key. Bathroom breaks BEFORE entering the store are an ABSOLUTE. Snacks and drinks packed with a definite UNDERSTANDING that this may take all day are necessary. The feeling you get when you stumble upon "THE ITEM" with a disheartened, I'm-leaving-in-one-minute-cause-I-haven't-found-shit-in-the-last-hour-I've-been-searching attitude is so absolutely worth it. You WILL be smiling and your heart will likely be racing (at least that's what it's like for me). :)
8. SHOP OFTEN: I need not say more. :)
The places I heart the most- H&M, Forever 21, Heritage, DSW shoe warehouse, Target, Old Navy, Aldo, and any outlet. ;)
Lastly...
9. DEATH OR BLISS?: Will my husband kill me when I come home with these stellar finds and is it worth it? :) (whisper)- it's almost always worth it ;)
And THAT is only shopping for clothes!! :) Shoes is a lot the same...I just mostly pick the ugliest, most odd-looking shoe that fits. :)
(sigh) I love shopping. :)
1. TRENDS: What are the latest trends? And more importantly what are the up and coming trends? I prefer not to be joining the END of a trend (which thereby makes it rather untrendy). Now some of this can't be helped and the location in which one resides must be taken into consideration...since I live in the middle of nowhere "the latest trend" is relative being that it usually starts overseas and the next year hits the coasts and major cities, and lastly the middle of nowhere about 12 years after it really was the trend. But does it matter one could ask? Not in MN, because people here live are clad in Farm-Fleet or Polaris attire no matter what's in style. In fact, if you dress trendy people automatically assume you are from anywhere but here? Haha...it IS true- I've been asked many times where I was from and the sheer look of shock appears when I say MN. It cracks me up. :) Ok, ok...back to trends. I refuse to jump on board with overly trendy things like UGGs, though I do own a couple pair of skinny jeans I will admit. Bottom line: I want to be the one setting the trend and rockin the weird.
2. HAIR COLOR: What will my hair color be when I'm trying to wear this amazing item? It seems odd to some, but my hair color changes each season, depending greatly on my mood. :) Sounds a little silly, but I can't dominate a hot pink tank while I'm sportin red hair...and I prefer not to wear much white/beige/tan when I have platinum hair...it makes sense right? :)
3. IS IT WORTHY?: Whenever I'm shopping I just pick out whatever I like, not looking at price tags. UNLESS I'm in a store I've never been in- then I pick out something cheaper-looking like a tank top and scope out the price...if it's ridonculous I smile and walk in one of 2 directions- to the clearance rack or simply out the door. :) After squeezing myself into these "chosen" articles, I look in the mirror- typically in a head cocked (or taco-head) fashion and stand on my tiptoes (or no reason...it just happens...I think I feel skinnier that way). If it's a potential buy, I ask myself, "what would I pay for this?" based on how it looks. If it looks amazing, it's more obviously, but if it's just so-so, I hope I got it off the clearance rack...haha. Then I look at the tag...if it's more than I think it's worthy of based on how it looks on me, I just put it back, but if it's less...that garment is comin home with mama. :) It works super well!
4. Of course, HOW GOOD DO I MAKE THIS PIECE OF CLOTHING LOOK?: Haha... :) Every person has this thought- it's the staple to shopping...does this piece of clothing make me look fat or does it compliment my amazing assets? I firmly believe clothes are meant to compliment what God has given you. It's a matter of finding a designer that has the knack to do that for you. Who gives a shit what the tag says- people don't walk around with their clothes inside out, leaving tags/sizes exposed. Be aware of your shape and the styles that flatter your body. Also be aware of fabrics- clingy vs baggy, etc. There are perks to both depending on your trouble spots. Wear what fits you! And buy what you feel amazing in! If you have confidence in the outfit you're rocking- everyone will think you look good.
5. IN A BIND: There's nothing worse than when you're shopping for that perfect red slinky dress for under $50 and after searching high and low, even going in to stores you would be embarrassed to see anyone you knew in, and you CAN.NOT.FIND.THE.DAMN.THING!!! It's a given, if I'm looking for it, I won't find it. Thus I try to anticipate WELL in advance events coming up and keep my eyes peeled for classic items and amazing pieces every time I shop. You never know when you're going to need that flawless bright green silk number...so better get it now, you'll thank yourself later. It's so much less stressful. Another idea to cope with this bind- try not to have super strict expectations of something you want to find.
6. Just say NO to online shopping: I know it's super popular, but unless you don't mind sending boxes of stuff back, which you know never happens as much as it should, it's just too easy to a) spend loads of money, b) buy things that don't fit you well, and c) keep that stuff that doesn't fit you well because it's too much work or you forgot or you'll regift it or "muh, I alreay paid for it might as well keep it." Unless it's something you already own and you want to replace it knowing exactly how it fits you (or another exception I would let go is a MAD STEAL :))- just say no.
7. WILLING TO SHOP = SWEET FINDS: Listen people, you have to be willing to paruse through racks and racks of clothes to find that perfect item. Patience is key. Bathroom breaks BEFORE entering the store are an ABSOLUTE. Snacks and drinks packed with a definite UNDERSTANDING that this may take all day are necessary. The feeling you get when you stumble upon "THE ITEM" with a disheartened, I'm-leaving-in-one-minute-cause-I-haven't-found-shit-in-the-last-hour-I've-been-searching attitude is so absolutely worth it. You WILL be smiling and your heart will likely be racing (at least that's what it's like for me). :)
8. SHOP OFTEN: I need not say more. :)
The places I heart the most- H&M, Forever 21, Heritage, DSW shoe warehouse, Target, Old Navy, Aldo, and any outlet. ;)
Lastly...
9. DEATH OR BLISS?: Will my husband kill me when I come home with these stellar finds and is it worth it? :) (whisper)- it's almost always worth it ;)
And THAT is only shopping for clothes!! :) Shoes is a lot the same...I just mostly pick the ugliest, most odd-looking shoe that fits. :)
(sigh) I love shopping. :)
Saturday, February 6, 2010
where to go...
Ugh...it's been a while since my last entry and mostly cause I'm not sure where to go with this thing. Don't get me wrong, I've got plenty to write about... I initially wanted to start writing about growing up and the madness that leads me to today, but then I wanted to share my random thoughts too long for a facebook update...hmmm...
I think I will devote my next couple, or several, or even many entries to some of the travel experiences I have had. Now most of these experiences have been with Jamie...it's how I knew we could get married actually...I can tolerate him traveling, cause when you travel you are put in every circumstance from extremely stressful to pure bliss. See, the thing is with us is that different things stress us out, thus allowing the other (carefree) one to point out the sheer ridiculousness going on thereby leading to laughter (well, not usually right away). :) I bust Jamie's balls a lot, but it's more for the laughs...I don't mean anything by it. :)
See, Jamie and I studied abroad together in Scotland in the spring of 2004, which was THE most amazing thing I have done to date...please recommend it to all of your children or yourselves or whomever- it's a once in a lifetime experience you will never have the opportunity to do again. And don't carry on about the money bullshit cause I was supporting myself in college...it's a beautiful thing called loans, and these loans are TOTALLY worth it. :)
While overseas I did quite a bit of journaling...see I only journal when I'm going on vacation...the rest of my monotonous, mundane (haha...yeah right) life I don't feel the need to journal about cause you know someone would find it and feelings would be hurt, blah blah blah...it would just be a venting catalog anyway, that's all. Anywho...I filled 2 journals while traveling Europe...unfortunately at this very moment I cannot find the first one (stay tuned...in probably 1 years' time, I will have found it...haha), but I will share (pretty much verbatim) some of my entries. Here we go...Kapplinger (well, Otterness/Kapplinger) adventures- ALL ABOARD!!!! :)
I think I will devote my next couple, or several, or even many entries to some of the travel experiences I have had. Now most of these experiences have been with Jamie...it's how I knew we could get married actually...I can tolerate him traveling, cause when you travel you are put in every circumstance from extremely stressful to pure bliss. See, the thing is with us is that different things stress us out, thus allowing the other (carefree) one to point out the sheer ridiculousness going on thereby leading to laughter (well, not usually right away). :) I bust Jamie's balls a lot, but it's more for the laughs...I don't mean anything by it. :)
See, Jamie and I studied abroad together in Scotland in the spring of 2004, which was THE most amazing thing I have done to date...please recommend it to all of your children or yourselves or whomever- it's a once in a lifetime experience you will never have the opportunity to do again. And don't carry on about the money bullshit cause I was supporting myself in college...it's a beautiful thing called loans, and these loans are TOTALLY worth it. :)
While overseas I did quite a bit of journaling...see I only journal when I'm going on vacation...the rest of my monotonous, mundane (haha...yeah right) life I don't feel the need to journal about cause you know someone would find it and feelings would be hurt, blah blah blah...it would just be a venting catalog anyway, that's all. Anywho...I filled 2 journals while traveling Europe...unfortunately at this very moment I cannot find the first one (stay tuned...in probably 1 years' time, I will have found it...haha), but I will share (pretty much verbatim) some of my entries. Here we go...Kapplinger (well, Otterness/Kapplinger) adventures- ALL ABOARD!!!! :)
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