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Hi! Have ya'll been shopping lately. Well, don't. It's not worth the gas prices, seriously. There is nothing out there worth purchasing. It's a good time to have a clothing fast. :)

Gretchen and I had a very entertaining "shopping" trip. Old Navy. Marshall's. TJ Maxx. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. The stuff was SO BAD we had to document.  Digital pics will be entered into evidence.  I did find some cute Roxy luggage... but other than that it was a strike-out.  Highlights of the trip were when Gretchen asked the 15 year old pimply-faced guy who worked at Marshall's if he thinks people just leave stuff behind. He was like Butthead.. "uh...."

Here, see for yourself:

Okay, let's start with these "dresses," if that's what you can call them. I think they were quadruple-marked down to like $5.00. Uh, no. If I'm going to wear this, Old Navy, you're going to have to PAY ME. Nice face, I know.

Write it down? Write it down? Write WHAT down? Your number? My grocery list? A list of ways I could use this shirt other than as a shirt? Write it down? I need better instructions.

And don't you just LOVE how when things are on sale... all that's left is the REALLY small stuff and the REALLY big stuff. Exhibit A: These pink jammie shorts. Cute, right? Too bad I'd need two pair to cover MY bum. One for each cheek. Somehow, it's not double the pleasure.

Okay, are you ready for this? If you've ever needed a tote to carry around a huge quantity of fruit loops, we have just the thing for you. A basket-woven white plastic-like bag with a Toucan and a Snake?!?!  God knows what they're doing... but I'm pretty sure nothing like that even goes on in the jungle, and clearly, it has no business being on a bag!

Yes, I am aware of the Red Hat Society. And you know what? I'm all about it. Sign me up in 40 years. I'm all about what it represents. But this bag makes me make a face.  Red Hat Society, this should offend you. Wear your purple dress. Your Red hat. But bring a cute bag. No matter how old you are, you're never too old for a CUTE purse. This is an injustice.

These are the bags that time forgot. I'm pretty sure I had a relative of the butterfly bag when I went to a Military Ball in 6th grade.

Finally... would you believe... MORE TOUCANS?

See? It's not safe out there. Don't do it.

Stay with me...

I can hear you snickering. I know what you're thinking... I haven't blogged in a while... standby for the major blogfest, etc. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, the Chick-Fil-A opens, and I suddenly have no time to blog! Oy, with the poodles already!

I DO have lots to share with you. Gretchen and I had a really unfortunate shopping trip the other day.  Is there NOTHING worth buying out there? Seriously. Pics coming soon. You HAVE to see this.

Saturday, my small group threw me a going away party at Dawn's pool. It was so amazing. I was humbled to know that people would give up their Saturday (Saturdays are precious, they only come once a week) to say goodbye to me. I was so touched. Thank you all. I wish I had pictures of that, but I was too busy enjoying the day that unfortunately, my camera spent all afternoon in my bag. I'll have to stalk Patti for that one picture...

I need to share with you what God is teaching me these days as well. It's a beautiful time for me. I'm on the cusp. Cusp? Is that a word? I was looking for something like "edge" but not edge, you know?

Seriously, sorry for the tease, but it's 9:35 and I have to ingest lots of local news before I go to work tonight.

Perhaps the blogfest will commence tomorrow?

Today is the day!

My Chick-Fil-A opened today!

Woo hoo!

Some people are clearly more die-hard than I am... they spent 24 hours in the parking lot, in TENTS to get free Chick-Fil-A sandwiches for a year.

THAT'S hardcore.

I hope I can get a biscuit on my way home.......

The Weekend Update

Consider yourself especially lucky to be reading this right now.  You're lucky you're reading this. You're lucky it's here at all. I almost lost a finger tonight.  So, I went to the grocery store, where the honeydew melon was looking especially good in all of its summer glory. I bought one. That was almost the last 5 dollars I spent with my left middle finger still attached.  Tonight, I was cutting it up and I seriously sliced part of my finger off.  See? Healthy eating kills!  It was disgusting. Would NOT stop bleeding for like 15 minutes! I was doing all of the right stuff. Applying pressure. Raised my hand above my head, all of the right things.  So, I saved my finger's life. Now you're reading this. I guess I can still type, which is good because I was kind of worried about that. The backspace button is getting even more business than usual, but that's just fine.

Another reason you're lucky you're reading this?  Yesterday afternoon, I was enjoying a nice afternoon at the Boyce Park Wave Pool.  It's a great place, if you can block out all of the unattended toddlers nearly drowning.  I took my ipod, a couple of good mags. (I tried to smuggle a salad in, but I didn't end up eating it) Anyway, you get the picture:

Well, get this?! Apparently someone smuggled in A GUN, likely the same way I smuggled in the salad - but still, I didn't eat it! Okay, so now I'm thinking -- they really should check your bags! Seriously. I missed the action by only about 20 minutes. Scary!!

Also this weekend, I sold more stuff on Craigslist. I'm really getting into this! I'm trying not to get carried away! But I already raised enough money to get my new bedding set! I don't waste any time once I know what I want - anyone who knows me, knows that!

Before.

After.  :)

Oh, Friday, while I was sleeping (for only about 20 minutes) Brokaw ATE one of my favorite possessions of all. One of my brown flip flops. Yeah! And just last week I wore them to work EVERY NIGHT, managing to dress the flops up just enough for work. I was thinking when I was standing Friday, Gosh, I love these shoes - It doesn't even feel like I'm wearing shoes AT ALL. I already bought replacements (the new ones are in the pool pic) but they're just NOT THE SAME. sigh.

I hated him Friday and Saturday, but by yesterday we were making up, and tonight we're friends again. I took him to the dog park and there was only one other person there, I'm guessing because it was like 91 degrees and you're really not supposed to take your dog to the dog park when there's a heat advisory. Oh well, it was my favorite dog park person who was there. It's this guy who I swear looks just like Ernest Hemingway!! His dog is named Holly.  He's a history professor at Pitt. I always enjoy talking to him. He's interesting and knows all kinds of cool local history. I can't decide if I enjoy hearing the history more, or just pretending that I'm having a conversation with Hemingway in the park! Ha ha!

Well... I better get ready for work. This morning our lead story was about the Pennsylvania government shutting down because they can't agree on a budget. So ridiculous! I wish I could "shut down" when I have a snafu in my budget! And get this: so, only "essential" things are in operation, okay? Apparently LIQUOR STORES and LOTTERY DRAWINGS are "essential" and things like drivers license centers and the Dept. of Education are NOT !?!?! This place is SO backwards, I'm telling you!

I LOVE Craigslist!

I am sitting on the floor right now. And that's okay. I sold some furniture on Craigslist. In 24 hours, the ad was posted, answered, people came and picked the stuff up, and I have money in my pocket! This is fun! I could get used to the idea of people coming to my house and giving me cash, hauling away my old junk! Woo hoo!!

Last night, I actually left on time for work, which means I have time to go to Dunkin Donuts - and still get to work 15 minutes late. :) I love the girls at DD because when they hand me my blueberry muffin and vanilla latte they say "Have a good day!" Like they KNOW it's 11pm and MY DAY is just beginning. I like that. They get me.

Why, on the first day of July sweeps, I ask, must I work - when Diane Sawyer, Robin Roberts, Chris Cuomo, Meredith Vieira, Matt Lauer and Brian Williams have off? I say -- if the A TEAM can get a day off, throw a sister a bone!

Have a good Friday everyone. I am so loving Amy Winehouse right now. Download it.

Happy Birthday Granny!

In my family, July 4th not only marks Independence Day, but it's also Granny Nora's birthday! This is an amazing woman, let me tell you!  I love her so much and want to be like her in so many ways.  Happy Birthday Granny Nora!  I wish so badly that I could be home in VA to celebrate. :(

Happy July 4th!

How cool is it that what happened on this day is so monumental - we literally say to each other - "Happy July 4th." Everyone knows the day. I can only think of one other day that is synonymous with the events of that day.  But we won't bring that up.  It's not a happy day, like July 4th was. 

You can probably recite the beginning of the Declaration of Independence, but have you ever noticed how it ends? I wiki'd it, check it out:

"And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor."

Pretty cool, eh?

I'm doing pretty good with my quest to get rid of much of what I own.  I actually found an apartment with a separate bedroom that's in my price range, which means I won't have to roll out of bed - into the kitchen... which would have just been tragic in so many ways.

Last night I took some CDs to CD Warehouse and got $38.00!! I'll definitely be going back with more CDs and DVDs - who needs this stuff?  The books, oh, the books. Well, I cleaned them out. I downsized.  I don't need to keep all of them.  So, I'll take the ones I'm willing to part with to Half Price Books - probably over the weekend.  I think I may have sold my elliptical trainer to one of my co-workers.  So, I'm making progress, and that's good.

Much of the work will have to wait until the weekend, however.  I just can't be in the garage organizing the garage sale stuff during the week, because the dust gets all stirred up and it makes me sneeze hundreds of times. And well, that's just not practical.  For example, a couple of hours ago, I accidentally took a couple of "nighttime" Tylenol Allergy & Sinus pills.  Now, I'm just praying that my coffee can penetrate the fog in about an hour. Ugh.

Oh, here's what I hope to buy when all of this crazy selling is over... it's rare that I do a total re-do of my bedroom (it's been about 5 years) but I think I'm ready:

P.S. My neighbors are all apparently amateur fireworks setter-offers. Poor Brokaw.  He keeps burrowing under the covers... then he runs a couple of laps around the house, then it's back under the covers.  Poor puggle. Stop the insanity, people!!

Goodbye, my love?

Anyone who knows me knows I have had a very serious love affair over the years with books.  I just love books. I love the way a new book smells. When I was just a kid, I dreamed of having one of those rooms in my house that's a "library," you know -- with a ladder that goes up to the ceiling?  I've been collecting books for a long time.  I've cleaned them out before - but getting ready to move into a tiny studio apartment - I'm looking at breaking up with my books forever.  Where in the world would I put them all?  What do I do?  Beg my sister to store them in her attic? Jam them under my bed? Is this worth it? Or, is it just stupid?  It's all just stuff, right? Even the books.  Hoarding stuff is not healthy. 

1/2 the space for twice the price

Okay, so I'm back from my trip to DC.  I had a blast with Becky and her friend Angela, who manages to be the owner of a darling little shop and the mayor of Shirlington!  I have never been treated as such royalty.  Note to self: when I get to DC, I will make sure Angela is with me where ever I go so I can get free champagne and crab cakes.

I seriously ate THE. BEST. BANANA. PUDDING. EVER.  I thought I made a pretty good BP but clearly it has evolved past my church lady recipe.  I must eat that often.  Caramelized vanilla wafers, people - that's what I'm saying! (I wish I had pictures)

So, I found a place.  It's in a nice, safe area.  I'll get a deal on the crazy move-in fees.  But, here's the deal: It is half the space for twice the rent that I'm paying now. Welcome to Washington, Miss Brown.

I have to get rid of A LOT of stuff.  We're talking dozens of books, dozens of CDs, lots of clothes, luggage, bags, some pictures, a grill, a tv, and quite a bit of furniture.  This is where I need you -- blog poll: How should I sell this stuff? Craigslist? Garage Sale? Should I take my books, DVDs and CDs to one of those stores that buy that stuff?  If anyone knows of a consignment shop in Pittsburgh that takes nice women's clothes, let me know.  My stuff is too "grown up" for that one place (the name escapes me now)

Okay, so -- vote.