So Mike is off on another one of his superlong boondoggles in some posh hotel on the beach in Texas. He left yesterday and won't be back till Saturday evening. I hate these long trips, being a single parent. But mostly just because I am such a social being and hate being all alone. So I call up everyone I know and chat or invite them over. Tonight I went to the mall. The big King of Prussia mall, second largest in the country...the mall that turns me into a covetous, materialistic goof. Surprisingly at night the mall isn't full of the beautiful rich moms and their beautiful babies like it is during the day. But I still want to buy all kinds of things. I still long for a real Louis Vuitton bag, a sexy pair of Stuart Weitzman stilletos, and an Armani suit. I love spring, when all the gorgeous strappy sandals come out. Nordstrom is doing this "We Love Shoes" campaign and I wholeheartedly agree. I push the stroller through their shoe department practically drooling. Instead I go to Old Navy and finally buy a couple pair of cheap jeans that are two sizes smaller than I was pre-pregnancy and actually fit me soooo well my legs and butt look downright sexy. (I would use the "a" word but my mom reads this blog) So aside from the bad hair this day turns out pretty good. I finished another novel in two days (Can You Keep a Secret by Sofie Kinsella....LOVED IT) and frugally decide not to buy another but to visit the library again tomorrow. I really don't mind not spending money on "stuff", it's just the mall that switches on my lust for consumer goods. When I get home I'm all back to normal.
Oh, and the cute Drywall Guy actually showed up and painted today!