Spring Wardrobe

When the kids were in elementary school, I heard about a women who bought all new clothes twice a year.  To make room, she sold her current season's wardrobe from the previous year.  At the time, all the other moms thought her husband was a prince.  And, as I remember it, the woman did not shop at the discount stores.

After shopping last Saturday, I decided it was time to take a good look at my own wardrobe. In doing so, I realized that I've become a bit like the woman envied all those years ago.  I suspect a big difference, however, is that I'm not spending nearly as much money.  Another difference is that I do still wear some items that I've had for years.

But I like to stay current with my wardrobe.   And, even if my weight stays the same, every season I discover pieces in my closet that used to work but don't anymore. Plus I'm all for embracing trends that flatter my baby-boomer body.  It often seems that my generation drives the trends.  Several years ago, the three-quarter length sleeve showed up that's great for covering underarm flab.  This year the longer-length tops that cover the sagging, expanding tush are in vogue.

In all honesty, however, I couldn't afford to replace my wardrobe every season if I needed a lot of pieces.  But I no longer need work clothes in addition to casual items. Nearly all of the pieces in my wardrobe work for every circumstance or event in my life.  Plus, I don't shop at high-end stores and rarely buy anything that's not discounted.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it!


*13 Grandma Days until Spring Break!*

Same Old Same Old

My sister sees mom once or twice a year.  Every time she visits, I hear about how animated mom was. How she was able to remember things we thought were long forgotten.  And how well mom responded and conversed.  Nancy visited last Thursday and it was the same story.

Dad and I visited today, just three days later, and mom was back to "normal."  She was nearly falling asleep in her chair and didn't seem to recognize us.  The little bit of talking she did, that we understood, was negative as usual.

Week after week, it's the same depressing visit.  There is absolutely nothing fair about Alzheimer's disease.

Aching Bunion

Today I met my "shopping buddy" at the Galleria.  We literally "shopped 'til we dropped."  I don't know what it is about shopping, but it's more tiring than 125 jumping jacks!  I think it's the hours of basically just standing.  And now I can add bunion pain to the misery.

My right foot has a frozen joint, but the bigger discomfort is the bunion on my left foot.  At home I live in slippers.  I minimize wearing enclosed shoes as much as possible.  My feet are much happier during sandal season.

It was still great to see Tracie and we had a good time nevertheless.  We always start our shopping dates with coffee and a chat.  That morning chat is getting longer every time we meet.  Thank goodness we keep shortening the time we actual shop!

Counting Down

Let the count down to spring break begin!  There are 14 Grandma Daycare days until break, which is six weekdays long.  Including four weekend days, that's ten days of freedom.  

By the time it arrives, I will have each day of break planned.  For my own sanity, I need to take full advantage of my Jonah-free days.  I imagine some thorough house cleaning, including the home office, which always seems in disarray.  And weather permitting, I would love to clean up the yard and prep the flower beds.

Plus, if business isn't too crazy by then, it would be nice to get away for a couple of nights. I'm thinking Kansas City to see the Princess Diana Exhibition.  That would be of no interest to Jim, but I'll thank him by finding some good BBQ joints.

After break, I hope spring will have sprung.  I'm running out of ways to entertain Elliott indoors on Fridays.  It's pretty bad when a five-year-old says he's had enough screen time!