So, the plan back in March was to drop ten pounds before it was time to shop for a dress for the RITA ceremony that concludes the National conference. How happy am I to say that the end wash is that I’m now 5 pounds heavier than I was then? Not happy at all! :( But it is what it is and today, for better or worse, for fatter or thinner, is RITA dress shopping day.
I generally prefer a visit to the dentist to shopping, especially at the mall. The mall is crowded. I always feel trapped. I think I’m probably the only woman alive who hates going to the mall and, well, the dentist is really never painful and he’s funny and we always talk books and movies but alas I need a dress, not dental work.
So, hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to shop we go…. I’ll let you know how it turns out.
good luck.
Comment by kim — June 24, 2006 @ 8:09 pm
Thanks, Kim. Your luck saw us through. Both Girl and I came home with dresses. (y) On sale. (y) :) (y)
Comment by Jennifer — June 25, 2006 @ 9:38 am
yeah that is great.
Comment by kim — June 25, 2006 @ 4:38 pm
:s I hear you on the shopping mall front.
Could these places scream “You’re no hip 14-year old any more!” any louder? :$
But congratulations on finding a dress - and on sale! Lucky you (f)
Comment by Kiki — June 25, 2006 @ 8:53 pm
Kiki, ain’t that the truth? Thank goodness I was looking for evening wear. Every day stuff? My choices are stuff that is obviously too young for me (and it’s not going to fit correctly since I’m not stick-thin) or stuff that looks like my mother or it screams middle-age suburbia. Ack! I think I need a personal shopper to wade through all the choices and then I could just try it on.
Comment by Jennifer — June 26, 2006 @ 6:55 am