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Levi’s 550 Relaxed Fit Boot Cut jeans
Today I wore my very first pair of Levi’s jeans. Yes. I’m 36 years old and have never owned a pair of Levi’s before. Some may say that’s sad. I don’t know, I’ve gotten by just fine without them up to now, but I think they might become my favorite pair of jeans.
I usually stay pretty loyal to a brand of jeans. I have muscular legs, and trust me, the designers don’t take that into consideration when they design their jeans. It seems that most of them assume that I have long legs and teeny tiny thighs. Ha! Yeah. Right. Hello! I’m a runner, and I lift weights!!! No itty bitty twiggy thighs for me! So when I find a pair that I like, I buy a few of them and that’s all I wear, and I keep restocking with the same brand and style until I come across something else that I love.
Up to now I’ve been wearing Eddie Bauer jeans, and I have a pair of Tommy Bahama jeans that I absolutely could live in 24/7! I’ve worn Liz Claiborne, Gap, and Old Navy, and one time when I was in my early 20’s I even wore Guess. I cried when I bent over one day and the butt ripped in half … at church no less!
I dream of trying on a pair of Seven jeans and instantly falling head over heels in love, but, let me tell you, Seven makes jeans with a zipper about 3″ long. That’s a wee bit too short for me. Had they of fit though, I would have gladly forked over the $140 for them. Or some obnoxious amount close to that.
That’s the thing with me, I don’t mind spending money on my clothing. Or my shoes.
For instance, I bought a pair of Born shoes last Fall for $95. I didn’t flinch when I saw the price, because I knew that I’d wear them practically every single day (and I did), and that today they’d still be in good condition (and they are).
Where was I? Oh, yeah, my Levi’s 550 Relaxed Fit Boot Cut jeans. A little bit of heaven on earth. I think I’m in love, and they were on sale for $29.99.
What about you? Are you brand loyal when it comes to your jeans? Will you spend any amount for comfort? Are you like me, have you never owned a pair of Levi’s?
9 years and counting
On Monday, October 3rd, it’ll be our ninth wedding anniversary. I can’t believe that it’s been nine years. Honestly, it really seems like only yesterday.
Some of you know how romantic my Hubby is, so I’m sure he’s picking out the perfect gift. However, I’m stumped for what to give him. Do you have any ideas?
Play ball!
I’m leaving work at noon today to skip out and go to the baseball game, that’d be the Milwaukee Brewers for those who don’t know where I am. I’m not a baseball fan, but I’ll go along for the fun of it with Hubby and Zoe.
Hubby took her to a game in May, her very first baseball game ever, and they sat in the second row behind homeplate. Wow! It was bobblehead day, and they each got a Ben Sheets bobblehead. Zoe performed a wedding between her Barbie doll and Ben during the game, but then Barbie lost a shoe and they broke up, or something like that. I had the night to myself at home, so I heard about it secondhand.
Today, we’ll most likely walk to the game from our house. At the risk of tempting a fellow blogger (or you lurkers) to show up on my front porch, I’ll admit that we live within walking distance of Miller Park. It’s literally two blocks away, across the street, and through the park. Literally.
It’s supposed to be a high of 60 degrees today, which actually should be a good temperature for a ballgame. The sun is out, not a cloud in the sky, and the roof (Miller Park has a roof) should be open.
I haven’t a clue who we are playing, Cincinnati maybe?
When is the last time you were at a baseball game? Are you a huge fan? (You aren’t one of those face painters, are you????) Do you have a memory you’d like to share?
Rerun Wednesday
Today is Rerun Wednesday, a self-proclaimed day of sorts where I get to rerun a post that was run before. Creepy. Scary. Heart-skipped-a-beat is from June, and I hope you enjoy it as much the second time, as the first. I’ve choosen this particular post to rerun because lately HBO has been showing The Grudge, a lot. Hubby suggests that we watch it each time he sees that it’s on, and I flat out refuse, for reasons you’ll soon read. I don’t think I could handle another scary moment. (FYI, If you happen to go back into my archives, you’ll notice comments are at a zero due to the fact that I changed from Blogger comments to Haloscan. If you previously left a comment, rest assured I got it.)
Creepy. Scary. Heart-skipped-a-beat…..
Do you like scary movies? I love scary movies! Except for when I’m watching them, scared out of my mind, then I wonder why I love scary movies so much.I think it’s the adrenaline rush that I get from being scared? Or maybe it’s the cuddle-factor? I love to cuddle up with Hubby while watching a movie.
Years ago we rented Scream, and within 10 minutes I was curled up on the sofa with Hubby, and the two dogs. After the movie we had to walk the dogs. In the dark. On a summer night. He tried to get me to walk them, I tried to get him to walk them. Finally, we walked them together. Every little noise made us jump. It was breezy, so even the rustling of the leaves was enough to get our hearts racing. Every shadow became a dark cloaked figure. We learned our lesson, no more watching scary movies at night, in the dark.
When we rented The Others, we watched it during the day.
All the lights were on.
All the blinds were open.
And I think we played music in the background.
It was still pretty scary. I didn’t see that ending coming. Did you?
There have been plenty of scary movies since then, the last was The Grudge. We saw this in the movie theater. Hello!? Earth to Indigo and Hubby!!! What in the heck are you thinking??? This was clearly a dumb idea. Have you seen this movie? There is a scene where Sarah Michelle Gellar is in the shower, and a hand comes out of the back of her head, which she touches while washing her hair. THAT was creepy! Can you even imagine??? Here you are, alone in the shower, relaxing, washing your hair, probably even singing a little tune, right? And all of a sudden there is a hand behind you! That would totally freak me out.
And it did.
One day I was in the shower, alone, relaxing, washing my hair, not singing a tune because I can’t carry one. I was standing under the showerhead, facing the back of the tub, with the water spraying down onto the crown of my head. My hands are washing the suds out of my hair, when all of a sudden I feel something behind me. I barely grazed it, but I touched it enough to know that it wasn’t my other hand, nor the wall, and the showerhead was above me about 6″. I jumped out of my skin, and might have even let out a shriek! As I snapped my head around, looking for the guilty Grudge hand I saw not a hand, but the other showerhead!
Oy! The other showerhead. Yep. I picked the damn thing out, and paid extra to have it installed when the bathroom was remodeled. It’s adjustable, sliding up and down on a vertical bar so that shorter people (like kids) can use the shower. Or I can shower without getting my hair wet. And it comes off the bar all together so you can rinse the shampoo off a kids head who wants to take a bath instead.
Whoever used showerhead #2 last (that would be me) didn’t swing it in towards the wall, so it was sticking out and the rest is history. Creepy. Scary. My-heart-skipped-a-beat. History.
What about you? Anything creepy, scary, your-heart-skipped-a-beat, happen to you?
Whadda think?
Do you think I’m on the candle wagon, or off it?
My wagon
Tonight my most favorite show begins, The Amazing Race. I can’t wait to snuggle up on my leather sofa (yes, leather) with Hubby and Zoe to watch the teams race around the globe on a $1 million quest.
But first, I have a candle party to attend. Have you heard of Partylite? Well, it’s all about candles, and I’m a bit of a candle-addict. I’ve gotten much better in the past few years, but if I had a credit card available to me I’d buy up a bunch of lovely candles and then spend my weekends burning them just so I could hug them after they burn.
You didn’t know you were supposed to hug your candles? Well, now you do.
And, you have to burn them for the recommended time that it says to in order to not waste your candle and make sure it burns with a flat top — you don’t want any hollow candles like you had back in college. Nope, that’s not the proper burning of a candle.
My favorite scents are vanilla, lavender, and eucalyptus, and I’m only going to spend $25 on candles tonight. That’s it.
Not a penny more.
I hope.
Because like I said, I’m on the Candle Wagon, and I’d really hate to fall off of it.
What wagon are you afraid to fall off of?
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