Really, the only connection between garage sales, flowers and meatloaf is that I worked on all three this weekend.
Saturday morning, bright and early, I travelled half-an-hour away to a friend’s house for her garage sale. She failed to tell me that she lived in a HUGE neighborhood that was hosting a community-wide sale. When I say it’s a huge subdivision, I’m not lying. There must be 3,000 houses. Which would be really cool, except she lives in the rear of the neighborhood, so it took me an additional 40 minutes just to get to her house.
But it was worth it! She has 2 daughters that have just recently grown out of their 0-12-month clothes. And she was apparently a great shopper because these outfits were adorable.
I mean, seriously? Is this so cute or what?
I just can’t wait to dress my daughter up like a little baby doll. Of course everyone tells me that she’ll live in onsies, and perhaps she will in the beginning… but 6 months in that little girl is gonna be wearing all these cute outfits!
Can’t you just imagine her little diaper poking out of the back of this little dress? It just cracks me up to even think about it.
Or this one on a cold winter’s day with cute little tights.
I said that to my husband and his reply was, “If you want me to change diapers, do NOT put tights on her.”
I pondered the comment for a second and replied, “Do you not know how to work tights or something?”
He looked at me like I was just so stupid and said, “I know how they work, but I’m not dealing with poop in a pair of tights.”
Okay then…good point.
And here’s her little tankini for this summer. RIDICULOUS!!! I giggle every single time I look at this swimsuit. Leopard print? Rosettes? Pink ruffles? Two piece? PERFECT!
So that’s how my weekend started. I got so many adorable outfits and sleepers and socks and blankies and bibs. She also had an exersaucer that had barely been used that is so cute. It was totally worth the traffic in her ‘hood to get back to her house for the best shopping spree I’ve had for the baby so far.
Then our weekend moved into yard work. I wanted flowers this summer, but I can’t bend over to plant them. So I fluttered my eyelashes, and said please please please to my dear sweet husband, and he obliged. We travelled to the local home improvement store to purchase our flowers, I went straight for the color.
Me: “Ooooooo, what do you think of these?”
Husband: “Whatever you want Alex.”
Me: “Well, do you think petunias would look good in the bed by the driveway?”
Husband: “Uh? I dunno. What’s a pee-toon-ya?”
Me: “These here. What do you think, white, red, purple?”
Husband: “Whatever you want.”
Me: “But I’d like your opinion.”
Husband: “My opinion is I don’t care at all. I would leave it all dirt. But if you want flowers, I’ll plant you some flowers, but don’t ask me which ones ‘cuz I just don’t care.”
Well, fine Mr. Rain on my Parade… Makes my job a whole lot easier to just go ahead and get what I want without having to play the little game of pretending to involve you in my decision-making anyway!!! So there!
So my yard looks great and colorful. Now if I can just keep the rabbits away I’ll be happy. The rabbits didn’t just eat my thyme plant last week, they ripped the whole thing out of the ground by its roots and left not even a morsel behind.
I’ll spare you a photo of the meatloaf. But since I haven’t been cooking much since November, my husband was thrilled to have homemade meatloaf again. It was accompanied by a bunch of carbs – homemade mashed taters, YUM!!! Corn on the cob, and peas. I thought I had too many carbs, so I added a spinach and tomato salad. It was too much food, we were both in a food coma for an hour after we ate. Strangely, I slept really well last night.. hmm? Could there be a connection?
That was our super exciting weekend. What did all of you have on the agenda?