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god, i ran my ass off today. i was up at 6 (thanks to monkey in one of her classic bitch modes), made breakfast, cleaned the apartment, and was at the gym when it opened at 8. did a couple of miles on the treadmill, ran some errands while i was out, then did a few work-y things at home. at 11am, i met up with L1 for her "jenn, please be my wardrobe consultant" shopping trip. we'd had a disagreement earlier in the week on where to go... she wanted to go to the downtown crossing area, but i wanted to stay away. the cheap stores there are crappy, and the nice stores would be out of her price range... and if i spent 5 hours showing her clothes she should wear, and she walked out with nothing because of the prices, i would have gone through the roof. (i've shopped with her many times before, and it amazes me that she can spend an hour or longer in a store, love a bunch of things, and buy nothing because she doesn't want to spend the money. so i was already aware of how the day might go.) so she finally gave in to my suggestions: target, old navy, and marshalls.
the shopping trip was a success, we found her a number of things that she liked (and actually bought). and i was a good girl, i didn't go after anything for myself... i didn't want to waste the money since i'm losing weight and wouldn't have them for long, and anyway the day was about L1. and surprisingly, looking at all the cute clothes didn't really upset me... often, i'll see something adorable and pine over it because it would never fit me. but for some reason, this time, i regarded everything like "that's cute, soon i'll be able to fit into stuff like it." it was a good feeling. there was one point that got me a bit, when L1 tried on a pair of black stretch velvet jeans i'd handed her, and they were the wrong size... turns out she needed them in a 0. yes, a ZERO. i have never been a zero in my life, not even when i was a fetus. so after i sighed out a quick burst of negative energy, we got her the 0, the pants looked amazing, and she bought 'em. we took a quick sit-down break around 3... we'd had lunch earlier, but we were getting thirsty and she really wanted a milkshake. so we went to friendly's, and i discovered: a south beach friendly ice cream thing! wahoo! friendly's now has a low-carb vanilla ice cream sweetened with splenda, and it's 7 carbs for 3 scoops. so i had an ice cream soda made with diet coke and a scoop of the special ice cream, which totaled about 4 carbs. and it was phenomenal. wahoo!
so, shopping for L1 went well. i did give in to a last-minute temptation, a pair of sexy gray and black italian stilettos marked down from $150 to $50... but besides that, all the purchases were hers. after shopping i had just enough time to run home, shower and do my nails, and i was back out the door to take the T into boston for dinner with a co-worker. we went to stephanie's on newbury, a nice place with great food and the standard newbury street clientele. it was great to see her, and the food was phenomenal, but by the time i finished my rainbow trout, i was starting to fall asleep. so we parted ways after dinner, and here i am at 10:15 on a saturday, totally ready for bed. i probably should sack out... tomorrow's another crazy day.
the shopping trip was a success, we found her a number of things that she liked (and actually bought). and i was a good girl, i didn't go after anything for myself... i didn't want to waste the money since i'm losing weight and wouldn't have them for long, and anyway the day was about L1. and surprisingly, looking at all the cute clothes didn't really upset me... often, i'll see something adorable and pine over it because it would never fit me. but for some reason, this time, i regarded everything like "that's cute, soon i'll be able to fit into stuff like it." it was a good feeling. there was one point that got me a bit, when L1 tried on a pair of black stretch velvet jeans i'd handed her, and they were the wrong size... turns out she needed them in a 0. yes, a ZERO. i have never been a zero in my life, not even when i was a fetus. so after i sighed out a quick burst of negative energy, we got her the 0, the pants looked amazing, and she bought 'em. we took a quick sit-down break around 3... we'd had lunch earlier, but we were getting thirsty and she really wanted a milkshake. so we went to friendly's, and i discovered: a south beach friendly ice cream thing! wahoo! friendly's now has a low-carb vanilla ice cream sweetened with splenda, and it's 7 carbs for 3 scoops. so i had an ice cream soda made with diet coke and a scoop of the special ice cream, which totaled about 4 carbs. and it was phenomenal. wahoo!
so, shopping for L1 went well. i did give in to a last-minute temptation, a pair of sexy gray and black italian stilettos marked down from $150 to $50... but besides that, all the purchases were hers. after shopping i had just enough time to run home, shower and do my nails, and i was back out the door to take the T into boston for dinner with a co-worker. we went to stephanie's on newbury, a nice place with great food and the standard newbury street clientele. it was great to see her, and the food was phenomenal, but by the time i finished my rainbow trout, i was starting to fall asleep. so we parted ways after dinner, and here i am at 10:15 on a saturday, totally ready for bed. i probably should sack out... tomorrow's another crazy day.
