When I was a kid, my mom wouldn't let us buy anything for ourselves or buy anything for us as we got close to Christmas with the thought that we would get so much stuff then. As an adult, I still don't like buying things for myself close to Christmas or stuff for Joe either. That's why I sort of feel a little guilty for last night.
Last night, Joe and I went shopping for Christmas presents. I feel bad because even though we did get several presents, I didn't really get a lot to wrap. Anyhow, during our adventure at the mall, I decided that I was going to buy a new winter coat to replace the wool peacoat that I have had since 8th grade or so. It still fits reasonably well though the sleeves are a little short and worn. None of the buttons match since they were the victim of a loose corgi puppy about three years ago. Its still a good coat and I plan to donate it to Goodwill or something. Anyway, I bought this winter coat from Penney's. Its dressy and fits okay. For some reason, I don't fit into clothes very well. Apparently, my shoulders are those of a linebacker and thus not a lot fits across the shoulders. I constantly feel like I am going to hulk out of things.
So then, I had also decided that I was going to look for Dansko shoes. They have become very popular at school and I have wanted some even knowing that they were very expensive! Joe and I justified that I would need some shoes for wearing in the clinic and to slip on and off getting into and out of my truck in the field. I just really wanted to try them on and see how they fit. We went to TradeHome and they measured my feet and found me some shoes. As I walked around, they oiled my gross Eastlands (which I had bought with much reluctance because of their price though they have lasted a long time and I really love them!). They had sold me on a very simple pair of Danskos but I decided that the dull brown pair wasn't going to be for me. Instead, I very rapidly decided on a shiny dark burgandy pair of Sanita shoes which are almost like Danskos. I'm very excited about wearing them.
Needless to say, I've bought a couple of expensive presents for myself. The only thing that I have left (well, not the only thing really) is a vet school puffy vest. But that will have to wait until after Christmas. (Unless someone went to the vet school and the bookstore or emailed Ginny Dodam (dodamg@missouri.edu) about purchasing one. I would like a light blue I think. I think they are 10% off right now.
This weekend, Joe and I have been very productive. Yesterday, the house got a light cleaning and all of the Christmas decorations went up. I made Joe clean the closet beneath the steps with me with the understanding that things that go back into that closet would move with us whereever. I told him I didn't mind if nothing got thown out except that I wasn't going to let him keep the paintball stuff. We didn't throw out very much stuff. I posted some assorted kitchen things, an office chair that Bess refuses to use because its downstairs (and she doesn't do the perching thing like Roosevelt did), some gardening stuff and the paintball stuff on FreeCycle. I was instantly attacked with multiple (like two dozen) emails about the paintball stuff. The paintball stuff and kitchen stuff as well as the office chair were gone by yesterday afternoon. The garden stuff is being picked up today. We also cleaned up the back porch and all of the dead plants.
Bess does enjoy sitting on our laps downstairs preferably when the dogs don't bother her. Place her on the floor, dogs or no dogs, and she is instantly back up on the couch. She's a good cat. I think her asthma has improved, though I still need to take her into school for a recheck that was due weeks ago. I'm a bad pet owner.
Last night, Joe and I went shopping for Christmas presents. I feel bad because even though we did get several presents, I didn't really get a lot to wrap. Anyhow, during our adventure at the mall, I decided that I was going to buy a new winter coat to replace the wool peacoat that I have had since 8th grade or so. It still fits reasonably well though the sleeves are a little short and worn. None of the buttons match since they were the victim of a loose corgi puppy about three years ago. Its still a good coat and I plan to donate it to Goodwill or something. Anyway, I bought this winter coat from Penney's. Its dressy and fits okay. For some reason, I don't fit into clothes very well. Apparently, my shoulders are those of a linebacker and thus not a lot fits across the shoulders. I constantly feel like I am going to hulk out of things.
So then, I had also decided that I was going to look for Dansko shoes. They have become very popular at school and I have wanted some even knowing that they were very expensive! Joe and I justified that I would need some shoes for wearing in the clinic and to slip on and off getting into and out of my truck in the field. I just really wanted to try them on and see how they fit. We went to TradeHome and they measured my feet and found me some shoes. As I walked around, they oiled my gross Eastlands (which I had bought with much reluctance because of their price though they have lasted a long time and I really love them!). They had sold me on a very simple pair of Danskos but I decided that the dull brown pair wasn't going to be for me. Instead, I very rapidly decided on a shiny dark burgandy pair of Sanita shoes which are almost like Danskos. I'm very excited about wearing them.
Needless to say, I've bought a couple of expensive presents for myself. The only thing that I have left (well, not the only thing really) is a vet school puffy vest. But that will have to wait until after Christmas. (Unless someone went to the vet school and the bookstore or emailed Ginny Dodam (dodamg@missouri.edu) about purchasing one. I would like a light blue I think. I think they are 10% off right now.
This weekend, Joe and I have been very productive. Yesterday, the house got a light cleaning and all of the Christmas decorations went up. I made Joe clean the closet beneath the steps with me with the understanding that things that go back into that closet would move with us whereever. I told him I didn't mind if nothing got thown out except that I wasn't going to let him keep the paintball stuff. We didn't throw out very much stuff. I posted some assorted kitchen things, an office chair that Bess refuses to use because its downstairs (and she doesn't do the perching thing like Roosevelt did), some gardening stuff and the paintball stuff on FreeCycle. I was instantly attacked with multiple (like two dozen) emails about the paintball stuff. The paintball stuff and kitchen stuff as well as the office chair were gone by yesterday afternoon. The garden stuff is being picked up today. We also cleaned up the back porch and all of the dead plants.
Bess does enjoy sitting on our laps downstairs preferably when the dogs don't bother her. Place her on the floor, dogs or no dogs, and she is instantly back up on the couch. She's a good cat. I think her asthma has improved, though I still need to take her into school for a recheck that was due weeks ago. I'm a bad pet owner.
[EDIT-originally published to Blogger-12/21/11]
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