hmmm

I think I am going to leave the hydrangea picture up through September. Is that cheating? I know what you're thinking "um... hydrangeas aren't even in bloom this late in summer". To which I reply "eff you for mentioning we are closer to fall than spring".

But really, is it cheating?

Anyway, I have already purchased a new fall shirt and I'm looking for new fall shoes as we speak (whoo hoo dual monitors!). My second favorite thing about fall is you always need new clothes! Always! Or maybe that's just me. For some reason, when I go to transition out my warmer clothes for my cooler clothes (which I won't have to do for at least a month, if that) I never seem to have any warmer clothes. Sure I've got sweaters, but that's about it. Oh and since I didn't have any spring/summer clothes (because last year I was pregnant and then on maternity leave), I wore those sweaters into June. And on some desperate days, I still do wear them. I just tell myself it's because of the AC at work. It's really because I don't have any clothes.

So clearly I NEED more fall clothes. So I might as well start now.

What? pay down the mortgage? slip a little more into BG's 529? Boost savings?

PSHAW!

I need clothes!

This is what I bought this morning: Sorry it's blurry. But you get the idea. It's cute. Can I wear it to work? no. Should I be buying clothes that I can't wear to work? No. Did I buy it anyway? Hells yes!!

Now onto some shoes....

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I've never been very fashion forward. I really can't be, considering high end couture fashions were not designed for pear shaped women who are 63 (okay..... 62) inches tall. And now that my hips are wider than ever (but hey, at least the hips made having the baby pretty easy, all things considered!) I can wear even less fashionable items. I'll never own or wear them, but I am starting to understand why mom jeans exist.

To get to the point, I was reading this months Marie Claire and Ashley Olsen is on the cover. I have a slight obsession with all things Olsen so I immediately flipped to the article about her. It's 3 pages of her talking about how trendy she is, how much she loves fashion, how she creates all these very fashionable pieces for her own fashion line, and blah blah blah. I could not have been less interested, as I sit here in my khaki shorts (which I'll admit, I should NOT be wearing... but I just spilled spaghetti sauce on my Bermuda shorts) and t shirt.

But at least I'm comfortable. Poor Ashley always looks unhappy. Maybe it's because she killed Heath Ledger (oh, snap!) Or maybe it's because she is always wearing really weird clothes.

But not a single article of clothing on my body has baby drool, spit up, or poop on it. Ha! Take that, GROWN UP MICHELLE TANNER!!!