Showing posts with label back to school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label back to school. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Back to school shopping already?!

This morning Peanut reminded me.  Our annual "back to school shopping" adventure needed to make it's way on to my phone [meaning.....my calendar which is on my phone and my brain which I'm pretty sure resides in my phone 90% of the time.] 

So, of course, I immediately thought of this post from last year:
Here's a copy [so you don't have to click]:

Back to school - Welcome to the jungle.

8/9/09
So Peanut reminds me at 11am:


Peanut: weren't you supposed to take me school {clothes} shopping today?

Me: Ahh yes! Give me 10 minutes, I'll get dressed.

P: But mom you haven't showered.

Me: this is WHY I work from home.

P: but take your time - we don't have to rush.

Me: Yes, we do. Have to be at post office by 2pm.

P: Can I pick out your outfit?

Me: As long as it's not too fancy - I'm not feeling fancy today.

{I am actually leaving A LOT out!}

P: how about this .....{enter sweet jeans - like that, really ugly green shirt I haven't worn for at least a year, my Harley-Davidson belt {hello U of A college days!!} and ZEBRA 4" heels - I swear they actually can look sweet with the right outfit {just not this one}.

Me: Ummmm remember - I'm not feeling fancy.

P: because you don't have make-up on. Do your make-up I'll be back in 5 minutes.

Me: {Ugggggggggg} ok sweet cheeks.

{ 2 minutes {tops} passes}

P: I said to put on make-up

Me: Ummmm it IS on.

P: uhh ok - take your hair out of a ponytail it looks like you just woke up.

Me: {ouch} I'M KEEPING THE FRIGGIN PONYTAIL - my little angel. ;)

P: really? Do you have to?

Me: yes, have to. okay - get out - I'm getting dressed in this sweet outfit. Be out in a few.

{I open my door - she's standing right there - in the doorway}

P: Mom you are the best. You are ready to go to the mall with ME!

And this is why I wore the "freak show" outfit - she thought I was the most fabulous mom there. The other appropriate mom's there {in their mom jeans and crocs}?

Not so much. ;)
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Wish me luck!
She's already asked for these:


Heck, at least I don't have to wear them!

[Top of Utah marathon . . . 52 days!] Yay!