Today, I needed to get out of the house for a bit. While Z and Z were at grandparent camp, aka Charlie and Toni's, Shiloh and I went to the outlets to browse and find something to use our 20% coupon on. I needed a pair of jeans because it turns out that I only have 1 pair that fits me. We went into the store and I told the lady what I was looking for, pulled a few pair off the shelf, and began trying them on. To my complete and utter amusement, the size I picked was too large and I had to ask the lady for the next size down. I tried them on and they fit with a little breathing room....always a plus. Since a woman never reveals such details, I must keep the size a secret. However, I will tell you that it was no longer a two digit number...... but I digress. I bought the pair I wanted and Shiloh and I left the store to go browse in the kitchen store next door. Since I was a size smaller, I thought it only fair to reward myself with a new waffle iron since I have been wanting one for a while. With the coupon I could save a few bucks and enjoy all the bel.giu.m waffles I wanted. What can I say, it is in my genes(no pun intended) to do such things. I can see a similar scenario playing out with any if the women in my family!! Don't deny it..... you know who you are! Good thing my new jeans have breathing room!
Monday, August 10, 2009
Shopping Trip
Today, I needed to get out of the house for a bit. While Z and Z were at grandparent camp, aka Charlie and Toni's, Shiloh and I went to the outlets to browse and find something to use our 20% coupon on. I needed a pair of jeans because it turns out that I only have 1 pair that fits me. We went into the store and I told the lady what I was looking for, pulled a few pair off the shelf, and began trying them on. To my complete and utter amusement, the size I picked was too large and I had to ask the lady for the next size down. I tried them on and they fit with a little breathing room....always a plus. Since a woman never reveals such details, I must keep the size a secret. However, I will tell you that it was no longer a two digit number...... but I digress. I bought the pair I wanted and Shiloh and I left the store to go browse in the kitchen store next door. Since I was a size smaller, I thought it only fair to reward myself with a new waffle iron since I have been wanting one for a while. With the coupon I could save a few bucks and enjoy all the bel.giu.m waffles I wanted. What can I say, it is in my genes(no pun intended) to do such things. I can see a similar scenario playing out with any if the women in my family!! Don't deny it..... you know who you are! Good thing my new jeans have breathing room!
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