|Was I hot and sweaty posing for this pic in August? |
A smidge. I do love this dress. I wore it for Christmas.
I wore it again for the March wedding we attended.
|I like the lines on the |
dress. I wasn't sure you
could see them in the other
photo, so I told Mini to
take a close up.
I wore a new dress on Thursday for our anniversary when we went into the city to celebrate. Now I had the makings of a fashion post: a rarity for me. I think if you are all honest about my brown outfit (scroll down) from the glory days, we will agree why a fashion post is not where I shine.
It started raining when we arrived downtown. We walked to an Irish pub that Coach wanted to visit before dinner. The pub was on the river. We hoped to sit outside, but the guys were wiping down the tables and chairs after the short rain.
Guy: YOU GUYS CAN COME OVER HERE AND BE THE FIRST TO BE SEATED AFTER I GET THE CHAIRS WIPED DOWN.
Coach: OH, GREAT. DO YOU NEED OUR NAME?
Guy: HMM, NOPE. I'LL REMEMBER THAT DRESS. HONEY, THAT'S A GREAT DRESS.
|This dress is kind |
of a lot. It has
a 3 tiered skirt.
It was super comfy.
I think it needs
dark pink shoes.
I bought it on sale, not knowing if I would ever have the nerve to wear it. It's a little colorful and frilly for me. It's made by Desigual, a brand that never disappoints. A couple sitting at the next table at dinner was also celebrating an anniversary. They were much younger, but when we stopped to tell them happy anniversary, she also complimented my dress. P:erhaps I've progressed from my brown outfit of yesteryear, hopefully.
Tank is back at school. I drove him out to Omaha on Friday and then I drove back on Saturday. On the drive out, I called my dad.
Dad: WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
Me: IN THE MIDDLE OF IOWA. I'M DRIVING TANK TO SCHOOL.
Dad: SHEESH. *as in, he can't keep track of me
Me: YEP. A FEW WEEKS AGO I WAS IN YOUNGSTOWN AND NOW I'M HEADED TO OMAHA. LOOK AT ME, JUST HITTING ALL THE HOTSPOTS.
Dad cracked up at this.
When Tank and I passed a pig truck, Tank quoted Uncle Marty: THOSE POOR PIGS.
I already miss not having Tank home. After his semester abroad ordeal, he and I got pretty tight. I wish I could've taken the weight of his crisis from him. He worked so hard in therapy all summer to get well and he's made huge progress.
I sent an email to the director of travel abroad at his University and I was not pleased with his response. He was like WELL, TANK SIGNED OFF ON ALL OF THE HANDBOOK/POLICIES.
Really? Did you spell out in these policies - no one will help you if you struggle and you will have to beg us for permission for every single class that you take and the counselor here will get snippy when you are required to sit down with her, saying THIS ISN'T MY FULL TIME JOB.
When I get a minute, I'll respond back. This isn't over, Ass wipe.
We go to Omaha mid September for parents' weekend. I'm already looking forward to it. We'll once again miss homecoming for the 2 high school kids. Oops. Ed and his girlfriend will hopefully handle homecoming 'pictures' for us. Plus, Ed lives here now, so he can be sure that Reg wasn't being serious when he told us: SWEET - OC at my house.
OC translates to 'open crib'. Yeah, very funny Reg. Not happening.
Curly made the varsity volleyball team. She is underwhelmed. Making varsity is a good problem to have, and she understands this. Her issue: all her besties are on the sophomore team. She was SO looking forward to playing with them again this year. Plus, the varsity team has 3 older girls who play the same position Curly plays. She isn't expecting to play much, but the coach swears she'll improve a lot.
Ed passed the first part of the CPA test that he took July 3rd. A bird pooped on him as he left the test that day. We were with Ed's GF on the 4th of July and she and her mom swore up and down that bird pooping on you is good luck. I was like, YEAH, BUT THAT WAS AFTER THE TEST. NOT SURE THAT'S RETROACTIVE.
Lad breezed in last week and asked if he could use my washer because his washer wasn't working. He claimed that he used it twice and it worked fine. If you are a mathematician, then you will grasp that doing laundry twice since mid June is just gross. I worry about him, not just because he might smell. I'm praying that he decides to try meds for ADD soon. I did let him use my machine, in case you are wondering.
Reg is starting college essay writing, well - he at least looked up the prompts today, so that's progress. Right? This will probably not shock you, but Ego, the deranged bully coach and teacher, was removed as varsity coach but he has been assigned the sophomore boy b-ball coach job. Stupid and dumb. That's all I can say about that.
Mini came home from caddying last week and shared a story that is my new favorite caddy story. Her golfer, Grady - who has been a patient of Coach's and who has used our boys as caddies numerous times, was chatting with her. He said, OH, YOU WENT TO DIVERSE HIGH? AND YOU PLAYED BASKETBALL? WELL, THEN YOU MUST KNOW THE SHENANIGANS.
Mini: Um, yeah. I AM a Shenanigan. I'm Mini Shenanigan.
How funny is that? It just goes to show you that you can't always tell a Shenanigan, even if you SHOULD be able to.
Did you know what OC meant? Can you believe the Ego situation? Did you know that bird pooping on you is good luck? Thoughts on the brown outfit? Are you relieved I wore the black outfit to the wedding?