Friday bits

Tuesday’s objective was to keep my new white jeans clean.

I’ve been doing a little shopping lately. It was inadvertent, as I haven’t been feeling great about myself. I’ve gained some weight back and I haven’t been driven to work out and I’ve been making poor food decisions. This all would normally have me putting off shopping until I lost weight, but since that’s not happening I just went for it. Oddly (I know, right?) new clothes that fit made me feel better about myself, even if they were in a different size.

Then Thursday I bit the bullet and got a haircut with a new stylist because my old stylist had the gall to move back to Indiana where her family is. That new baby doesn’t need grandparents! What about MEEEE? But new stylist was chatty and different but gave me a great cut and I’m good. Still miss old stylist but I think I can deal, now.

A long time ago (before marriage and kids and 1,871 other things that come with being a grownup), C and I used to tent camp. We would go on 9-day excursions around the Deep South armed with everything to make tent camping *not* roughing it. We haven’t been camping since 2006 or so, and I’ve been trying to get him up for camping with the kids. Now he’s fully on board, but this also means that he wants to go buy new everything for camping. New tent! New propane grill! We have EVERYTHING YOU MAY EVER NEED FOR CAMPING in our attic. This isn’t even an exaggeration. I have two giant bins of camping supplies that basically just need to be aired out. So. This might be our weekend agenda (you know, when we aren’t at Disney).

Of course, though, our first “camping trip” is likely to be to Fort Wilderness. Disney camping, anyone? He’s right, it would be a good first trip to try it out with the kids, but they are going to be so disappointed when we start camping other places and there’s no water park or Chip and Dale sightings. Just the great outdoors: cue the sighs.

I took a day off next Friday, for no good reason. Lately I’ve just been feeling like I need a day off, and instead of thinking every day if I should call out I decided to schedule some “me” time. C is off that day too, so maybe we’ll have a bit of a day-date while the kiddos are in school. Honestly I could use time to MYSELF, but the next day I’m going to a mid-day Mary Kay mimosa party, so I’m going to count that as my time alone. And then to balance that out, I’m taking the kids on my own to Trader Joe’s which is 1.5 hours each way (C is working that Saturday).

I posted SIX TIMES last week. I thought I was getting into a groove, and then something happened Tuesday so I wasn't able to post and streak broken. I guess Stella's gotta get her groove back.

I’m reading Twelve Rooms of the Nile, and it’s historical fiction supposing that Florence Nightingale and Gustave Flaubert were friends. I’m not a historical fiction sort of girl. I recognize that it’s well written and I keep thinking I’m getting into it but then my mind wanders. I think it’s just that I’d rather read Fangirl again.