In all those years, I have never gone shopping during lunch. Can you believe it? Oh, I’ve run errands for stuff like Draino or diapers, but I never went shopping for clothes, until today. I was bored. It was nice. My boss was off. My friend Julie turned me down for lunch (so, Julie, I partially blame you). Springtime always makes me feel like overhauling my wardrobe.
This is how it went down. First I went to New York & Company and bought some light-weight casual black pants, jeans and a sweater. If you are a member of AAA, did you know that you get a discount at NY&C? Yep, 15% off regularly-priced merchandise. Then I went next door to Starbucks and got a grande mocha frappacino. On the way back to the office I stopped at Burger King for a burger and fries. Right now I have a nice caffeine buzz and a really cool new sweater.
I *love* shopping lunches. I can't believe I waited this long.
Biking
Springtime also makes me want to go outdoors and I’m not the outdoorsy type (unless sidewalk dining with cocktails and lots of people watching counts). I was bursting with baby last spring (plus, it stayed cold for well into April) and then had an infant, so I didn’t ride my bike once last season. We are lucky to live about two blocks from the start of a riverside bike path. My parents in-law bought us this for Christmas:
I’m excited. The Baby is really going to enjoy riding with us. (Hopefully I didn’t just jinx anything.) One thing has me concerned. I’m not a secure bike rider. I stick to the path and am constantly paranoid that I’m going to hit something or someone and go crashing into the river. I’m not a good candidate to haul The Baby. On the hand, there is something about wheels that reverts my husband to a thrill-seeking 8-year-old. He hops curbs, pops wheelies and does the whole riding with no hands thing. Clearly he’s more comfortable on his bike, but what if he is seduced momentarily by the sight of jump-worthy curb and forgets about The Baby? What if we don’t attach the trailer correctly? What if someone makes fun of our little boy for wearing his cousin’s perfectly good, probably-never-worn Barbie helmet? What if I keep making up stupid scenarios?
3 comments:
Clearly this bike paranoia means you need another shopping lunch.
For Easter the little man got a bike helmet. He HATES it. He screamed the whole time it was on his head. I know how much he hates his winter hat, but he tolerates it. This was like 100 times works. Hubby has it in his head that he will bike little man to daycare. This should be intersting. Of course, if gas really gets to $4 a gallon this summer, maybe I'll be on the bike with them!
Shopping lunches are so much fun! And I would be too nervous to ride my bike with that trailer attached too, although it seems like a really good idea and I'm sure babies enjoy it!
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