June 27, 2009

She's Growing... I'M NOT.

And so in my effort to find some happy stories, I will start with a Bones' story.

This could be entitled, "Out of the Mouth of Babes" or "You Know Your Clothes Might Be Too Tight When..."

I was dressing for the funeral. I put on a pair of black pants and found a pair of black closed toed heels as my toes are still a disaster from the marathon, toenails not having grown back all the way. It's fine to wear sandals in public, I don't care what people think, but a funeral? I should exhibit a modicum of class and cover the nastiness that is my feet.

I looked in my closet, which is in desperate need of cleaning, and found a black sweater, fitted, but simple and classic.

I put it on, it was a bit snug, as I said, it is fitted. I've lost some weight lately and thought it might fit a bit better. I looked in the mirror and couldn't decide. It looked better than 3 months ago, but good enough?

I said to my husband, "Yes? No? Lumpy? Should I change?"

He said, "No, that's fine. You look nice. Really."

Now, those of you who have read me long enough or who know me, you know I'm somewhat of a fashion disaster. My husband, on the other hand, could model for GQ.

I'm fine staying in simple blacks and jeans... it's easier that way. As a matter of fact, I wore a bright pink shirt to work the other day, and one of the guys I work with said, "WHOA! I don't think I've ever seen you in anything but black!"

Right.

Time to update the wardrobe. If I'm intent on not being the Grim Frickin' Reaper, I should not dress like him, scythe or not.

Anyway, clothes. So if I ask my husband, "Does this dress make me look fat?" I want the God's Honest Truth. It's not a trick question. I can't always tell in mirrors and Dear God, I am his WIFE. Surely, he does not want me out there looking the part of the fool, while standing next to him, does he?

So I expect an answer. A yes or no. What I don't need is an expansion.

I want, "Don't wear that" or "No" not, "Have you considered buying a girdle?"

No.

Simple answer. No expansion. Nothing that encroaches on mean.

Keep it simple stupid, works.

Anyway, so my husband said it looked fine, I was still doubtful, but didn't have time to change and as I grabbed my bag, Bones, who had propped himself up on my bed to watch us get ready said to me, "Mom, next year, you're going to outgrow that sweater. You only have one more year."

I stood there, motionless. "Dude, I'm not growing anymore..."

Mr. T chimed in, "Shhhhhh, adults don't grow, unless they get fat..."

Bones said in return, "I know. I'm just saying. She's got maybe one more year..."

Which essentially meant, 'Mom, that sweater is snug.'

The sweater goes in Good Will now. Yes, I wore it, it was too late. Next time I'll ask Bones.

And now for some pictures of my niece, who I will be smooching on, on Friday!

I call this picture, Spun Sugar. This was Father's Day, and I think this dress looks like it's made out of spun sugar.
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This is just a Big Baby Head picture.
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And this one, we love. I love to zoom in on the fuzz on her head. The kid looks like Ringo and Bones in the fact, it looks like someone blew her head up with air.

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I cannot wait to get my hands on her!!!

Posted by Boudicca at June 27, 2009 08:44 PM
Comments

She is such a smoochable baby! What a precious girl.

Posted by: Mrs. Who at June 28, 2009 03:07 PM

"You only have one more year."

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I love Bones.

Next time you see that adorable little girl - give her a big smooch for me.

Posted by: Teresa at June 28, 2009 04:18 PM

Oh yeah, I forgot. Was going to say - I'm so inept at clothes and colors and whatnot. I went to a woman who is an "image consultant". She went through and created a color palette for me that I can take when I try to shop for clothes. Now I have shirts in other colors than just black and white for the first time in years!

I also found out that black is not at all my color - I should be using dark brown instead. So I've been slowly switching my clothing over to that base instead of black. Also that my jewelry should be gold toned instead of silver. Everything she told me seems to have worked out very well.

I need to do another shopping trip with her to get a few more things. I did one last year and there was only one jacket I bought that I later thought wasn't really me even if the colors were right. The amazing thing is she picked out all these great things in about an hour! If you'd asked me before I did that - I would have said it couldn't be done. Heh.

Posted by: Teresa at June 28, 2009 04:29 PM

What a cutie!

Posted by: PeggyU at June 28, 2009 11:21 PM