Kathy said around mid-afternoon on September 24, 2007

There are so many times in a single day I wonder if I am not stuck in someone’s comedy routine.  There are only so many “you could have but“‘s and “if only“‘s you can experience in one lifetime before you start to wonder where the giant magnifying glass is and where that burning smell is coming from.  Even the small things like needing a shirt for a dinner and only being able to find the newest of Fall’s latest fashion: Thick Wool Sweaters.  Not too handy when the current temps are in the high 80’s every day.  Oh universe, you have a good sense of humor. 

What’s even more comical is when your baby was still an actual baby and fell asleep while you shopped (Oh how I miss those days), there was time to kill! But you were still too fat to fit into anything remotely cute that didn’t have elastic or a maternity waist band.  Even more cruel...you finally get that pregnancy weight off and your toddler is bored to tears the moment you set foot near anything fashionable.  Shopping for yourself is now a cruel joke and you are the butt of it.  It’s been ages since I set foot in a dressing room.

It’s a miracle I haven’t just given up and started ordering clothes out of the Sunday newspaper.