Wednesday, March 30, 2005
An Easter dress shopping trip - in pictures
In two shopping trips, one to narrow down the field and one to actually purchase the dress, Lilli tried on 20 dresses. Yes, she's a fashionista. And, I'm proud to say, she picked out her own dress and it wasn't overly shiny or froofy. And now, a shopping trip.
The winner!
Plus, we took the navy blue dress.
The winner!Plus, we took the navy blue dress.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Did you get your license on the Home Shopping Network?
I haven't used that phrase or "Where'd you learn how to drive? KMart?" in ages. However, I was using both on Friday in lieu of cursing since the Girl was right behind me. These idiots just didn't seem to understand that when you're over on a mountain pass that's over 10,000 feet above sea level and it's snowing like crazy, you're not supposed to drive fast! You're not supposed to tailgate. Idiots!
In case you've missed me, I was on vacation, following a four week sinus infection. We went to Crested Butte with the inlaws and stayed at Club Med. It was very nice and relaxing, although I definitely recommend a suite when you have a small child. I was not ready to go to sleep at 8:30 or 9 every night. Of course, it decided not to snow the whole time we were there. Instead, snow arrived the night before we left and continued into the morning.
I made sure that I was driving because I'm a better driver than the Aggie in bad weather. There was much white knuckled, sweaty palmed driving for me. Nothing like having a double-trailered 18-wheeler go zooming around you into the other lane when you're sure he can't see if anyone's coming. Then the Rodeo that was in front of me spun out and ended up in the opposite lane. I hope he started driving before those two cars got to him.
My favorite thing, though, had to be the stupid driver of the Suburban who was tailgating me. Yes, I was only going 20 mph, but I really didn't want to go off in the ravine! At some point he disappeared from my rearview mirror, along with the five or six cars behind him. I hope he wasn't hurt. But he better have been scared.
In case you've missed me, I was on vacation, following a four week sinus infection. We went to Crested Butte with the inlaws and stayed at Club Med. It was very nice and relaxing, although I definitely recommend a suite when you have a small child. I was not ready to go to sleep at 8:30 or 9 every night. Of course, it decided not to snow the whole time we were there. Instead, snow arrived the night before we left and continued into the morning.
I made sure that I was driving because I'm a better driver than the Aggie in bad weather. There was much white knuckled, sweaty palmed driving for me. Nothing like having a double-trailered 18-wheeler go zooming around you into the other lane when you're sure he can't see if anyone's coming. Then the Rodeo that was in front of me spun out and ended up in the opposite lane. I hope he started driving before those two cars got to him.
My favorite thing, though, had to be the stupid driver of the Suburban who was tailgating me. Yes, I was only going 20 mph, but I really didn't want to go off in the ravine! At some point he disappeared from my rearview mirror, along with the five or six cars behind him. I hope he wasn't hurt. But he better have been scared.
