I've written a gob of stuff here. It wasn't really all that organized and didn't flow well. So, I thought I'd try something new and just add little titles to see if that would make it a little more cohesive. At least I tried!
Birthday
Birthdays on Tuesdays-well, it's a Tuesday, and it's a celebration. Do-able-right? I kicked the celebration off a tad early. Early being the last day of July. It couldn't have been helped. I know I own the month of August, but taking over the last day of July just felt selfish of me. It just happened that way. Birthday boots happened to be at Nordstrom and they had my size and they fit and they were most definitely cute. Bought them from a cute Jewish salesboy.
Nordstom Shoe Sales Boy
How did I know he was Jewish? Well Miss. Ava had just got her ears pierced minutes before and she had to show her shiny blue stones off. Shoe guy appreciated my five year old's enthusiasm over her newly accessorized earlobes. Then he explained that he didn't like needles. Not one bit. I teased him. "You mean you aren't hiding a bunch of tattoos beneath your suit?" He said he wasn't allowed to get them. I asked him if he was Jewish (that was a first for me). He looked surprised and said, "Yes". I remember hearing that Jewish people can't be buried in Jewish cemeteries if they are tattooed. He was adorable. So adorable, I felt the need to give him a big fat commission. It happened to be his last day working there. End on a positive note I say.
Kim Time
Earlier that morning, I had what my family refers to as "Kim time". That is my extra special time that I get to do what I want and be alone. I'm not a girl who has girlfriend time. I'm a girl who enjoys her own company and seeks solitude as often as I can get it! Kim time was spent at the antique mall. I walked in, turned to the right, and looked in THE glass case. The glass case that has held the brooch I've admired for over a year. I've almost bought that brooch a number of times, but never did because I felt a little guilty spending money on, well, a brooch! How practical is that? This time I talked myself into it. It was 50% off. I still felt guilty, but did it anyway. I need to post a picture of it.
Once Eric discovered that I got a birthday brooch and birthday boots he wasn't super happy. Then I told him it was cheaper than my going on a four day birthday fishing trip. Haven't heard a peep out of him since.
Fasting
So last month I was caught in some disgusting corn syrup downward spiral called Dr. Pepper. I had to have one every day. Even if I didn't actually want one, I had to have one. Strange? Yes. So I did what I sometimes do when I find myself a little off balance in an area of my life-I went on a month long fast. It ends tomorrow!!! Fasts are surprisingly easy and genuinely suck very little. Balance achieved (temporarily, I'm sure).
So I have been off of all sweets. In preparation for my birthday, and my return to sugar, I have a pint of Ben and Jerry's Boston Cream Pie ice-cream in the freezer. It is SO flippin' delicious. I used to think their Mint Oreo was good. It has nothing on Boston Cream Pie. Last summer I discovered Dove's ice-cream pints. Dove is simply brilliant. They cover the top of the ice-cream with a thick layer of chocolate. You have to crack through the chocolate to get to the ice-cream (reminds me of creme brulee). I wonder what I'll eat on my birthday.
The 17th
Not many definite plans for tomorrow. I'll drop Ava off for her second day of kindergarten. I think we're going out to dinner at Terraza (sp?) Grill. It's one of Eric's new accounts. Got to support those who support us! There could be a trip to Anthropologie. I guess something sweet will be part of the deal as well. I really want a homemade cherry pie. No cherries in corn syrupy goop from a can though.
I think I'm starting to anticipate my birthday a little more. My birthday and sugar I should say. Can't wait to see how tomorrow unfolds.
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