Anthropologie-how do i love thee. But not your price tags.

It has been brought to my attention (er...by...myself) that my wardrobe is really boring. Well, not necessarily BORING, but well, yes-kind of boring. I've turned secretary chic-lots of pencil skirts, slacks, blouses.  I was just looking in my closet for the 400th time to see if anything new appeared, and most of my more recent purchases are really basic-which is good because they will last for 10 years and always be in style. I got tired of spending money on things that are SO trendy that they go out of style the next year and I can't wear them, so I've been going on a crusade to shop for "the basics" . But now I feel like I've gone too far on to the other side, and I need to add a little flair.

I bought an AWESOME top and dress from Anthropologie. Both were originally priced over $200. The sweater I got for $39.99 ( actually the original price was $298) and the dress $49.99 ($227 originally priced)

 I rule! I will post pics later so you can see my purchases.

So anyway I started an Anthropologie wish list-I have a "HOME" wish list at Anthro, and every time one of my wishes goes on sale- I buy it, so I think I'll do the same with the clothes. They are just too expensive for me to pay full price for-but you really can't find clothes anywhere else like Anthropologie AND it will bring my wardrobe back out of the doldrums.

LOOK AT THESE! AHHHH!



Adorable! I will wait with bated breath for these items to go on sale just in time for 100 degree weather!

Screw You Guys, I'm Going Home

So before Georgia was born, I was 100% sure that I was going to get her ears pierced before she was a year old. I was TOTALLY sure. If not only for the fact that I think babies with pierced ears look cute, but also because I couldn't stand people who said things like, "When she is old enough to CHOOOOOOSE earrings, I will get her ears pierced." As if our babies have any choice in anything we are doing to them at this age.

"Excuse me baby, would you rather wear this pink Barbie getup that screams 'PAGENT!' or this non-descript green outfit that screams,  'I AM TRYING VERY HARD TO MAKE MY BABY GIRL LOOK LIKE I AM NOT TRYING HARD.' "

Your baby can't pick the outfit at this point. You are picking it for her. You are choosing to either make her wear pink, or green. See? One is not better than the other.

This was my beef with the whole "she will choose to pierce her ears" argument.  Babies can't choose anything. A mother is still choosing for her NOT to pierce her ears. Duh. Now if I heard something like, "I don't think it's appropriate for babies to have their ears pierced" well, I could get down with that. It makes sense. It is the mother's opinion, as are all facets of baby fashion. So waiting until "she can choose to pierce her hears" has always sounded dumb to me.  That particular argument made me want to pierce Georgia's ears ...like, as some kind of hair flip, flip the bird, flippity doo da or whatever to people who don't agree with me on this subject. Baby with her ears pierced ! HA! TAKE THAT!

And now? Now that Georgia is a real, live, person.Now that Georgia is 7 months old? Do I still want to pierce her ears? DO I???!!!! WHAT DO I WANT TO DO REGARDING THIS VERY IMPORTANT DECISION THAT WILL CHANGE MY DAUGHTER'S FUTURE FOREVER?????

 I want to wait until she can decide for herself.  Well I'll be damned! Put that in your pipe and smoke it TT!

Is there anybody out there...?

Soooo, it's been about 2 months since I've written anything. I keep THINKING about writing, but turning on the computer and trying to get my thoughts together (after work) just seems like the BIGGEST chore ever. I would rather clean my bathroom.

I've been feeling kind of funky for a while, and writing seemed  too hard. I didn't know what I wanted to write about. I've been having anxiety attacks left and right, waking up in a cold sweat thinking someone was going to break in and steal Georgia, thinking ridiculous thoughts like a car was going to fly up onto the sidewalk and hit the stroller and Georgia and I would go flying in the air.  I am rational enough to know that these things were most likely not going to happen. Regardless, the crazy part of my brain was winning a battle with the rational part, and it was exhausting. 

I was losing focus. I felt very disconnected at work and at home-kind of like I was a ghost just floating through life. Yes, I smiled and did my best 'Miss America" wave for everyone, but people were starting to notice and I was tired of thinking about stupid things like how I would save Georgia if  the earth spun out of orbit.  I made an appointment with a therapist who specializes in post partum anxiety, and I started taking St. John's Wort-you know-to promote mental health.

So it's been a month and I feel MUCH better. The waking up at night has stopped, the weird thoughts are few and far between, I think I look better (Although that might be due to the fact that I splurged and bout a bunch of clinique skin care products. I was lookin' bad yall) It's really great to be able to sit in a room and talk about yourself for an hour without worrying how bored the other person is. The therapist is getting paid to hear me talk! It doesn't matter! I can talk about whatever the hell I want and she has to listen! I recommend therapy for everyone.

So, that is where I am right now in  life, and why I've been too exhausted to write. I know you are all on the edge. of. your. seats. waiting to hear about the results of the botox on my vocal cords-so I'll post about that journey soon and I have LOTS to say about what's going on in baby world. AND I'm still trying to get the energy together to makes some changes to my blog ,so hopefully now that I am a mentally stable woman I can focus on that too!

I will talk to you soon!