My new office is chilly, so an overcoat to get me from the parking lot to the front door won’t cut it this year.   Since I’m tired of freezing, and we’re only going to keep getting colder, it was time to head to the mall. My boyfriend is from Michigan.  I’m a Texan, born and raised.  You are correct to assume he scoffs at my definition of cold.

Parking at the Galleria was ridonkulous.  Stores were putting out big sales, and since saving money eases the pain of dealing with crowds, I didn’t mind waiting five minutes in the line of traffic just to enter the parking lot.  Plus, these days I don’t mind shopping.

Bike at Gap Kids

I  am at my lowest weight in 10 years!  Most of the clothes in my closet, sweaters included, are baggy.  Dave finds it difficult to believe that I’m continually surprised to find that I fit into smaller sizes. But I am honestly stunned every time I fit into jeans that used to be too small.  Especially the pair that I’ve owned for 10 years and has been collecting dust in my closet. Read the rest of this entry →