Monday was my day of errands as Mondays often tend to be. It took me a while to get motivated to get out of the house because I hadn’t had a chance all weekend to just sit on the couch and drink coffee while catching up on current events. And by current events, I mean what people wore to the Emmy Awards on Sunday night and watching the video clip of Jon Hamm rolling onto the stage about eleven different times.
But we are in the midst of a big project in our backyard and so once the power tools got fired up, I was motivated to get out of the house and be anywhere that didn’t involve loud noises. My first stop was a little boutique in town because I had to pick up a couple of tops for a friend and that led to me trying on a couple of things for myself. I ended up buying a really soft oversize sweater thing that I know I will live in if the temperatures ever decide to cooperate.
And then I was going to head to the grocery store next, but P called and needed me to run by City Hall to get the permit for the aforementioned backyard project. So I spent some time on that process and ended up going to the post office afterwards because there were some things I needed to mail off. Then, since I happened to be right next door to the car wash, I decided it was a good time to do something about my car. Dirty doesn’t even begin to cover the state it was in. Between driving Caroline to and from soccer four different times a week, the fact that our backyard is currently a dirt pit, and chauffeuring around Piper and Mabel, my car was where cleanliness and sanitation had gone to die.
At that point I decided to put off the grocery store just a little bit longer and ran in Ulta because I was inspired by all of your recommendations on last week’s post about beauty products. I bought three new makeup brushes because I’m ashamed to admit that the makeup brushes I was using were from a Bare Escentuals purchase I made years and years ago. It’s safe to say they had long ago fulfilled their duties. And to celebrate my new brushes, I bought some loose powder that’s supposed to make me look poreless and that feels like a move in the right direction. Then the new powder needed a new lipstick and also some new lotion because if you give a mouse a cookie and some new makeup brushes he’s going to walk out of Ulta with way more stuff than he’d planned.
I finally made it to HEB and stocked up on the essentials like wine, cheese, and York peppermint patties. Then I picked Caroline up from school, drove her to Jamba Juice for a smoothie, set the DVR to record that new show called Blind Spot (I haven’t watched it yet but it has promise to be a show P and I might both like and those shows are as elusive as Reese Witherspoon’s bangs), and then drove Caroline to soccer practice.
And now I’m back on my couch telling you about my day in excruciating detail. I can’t apologize enough.
Also I have to say that in regard to yesterday’s post about Princess Kate’s bangs, I applaud all of you who can wear bangs. I meant no disrespect to the bang wearers of the world and I am the first to believe they are a delightful alternative to Botox. It’s just that some of us (me) repeatedly think we want bangs and forget we have an unfortunate cowlick on the left side of our forehead that will make us rue the day we tried bangs for the 84th time.
I wish you all a lovely Tuesday.