What I Wore Wednesday

I'm linking to Lindsey at The Pleated Poppy for this week's edition of What I Wore. 

You should know that here in Oregon it's been raining up the wazoo, so much so that I think we're giving Forks, Washington a run for it's money as far as appropriate locales for vampires to reside. 

I'm speaking about the Cullens of course. 

(And with that I swear to leave Twilight references out of any future What I Wore posts. I'm sorry.)

Also, today we had an emergency broadcast tornado warning. IN OREGON. I didn't see that one coming. The rain, yes. Tornado, where am I??

I don't know why I feel the need to inform out of state blog visitors of the local weather conditions, I'll move on...

Wednesday: evening church service

cardigan: Target

green tee: Gap outlet

jeans: Lauren Conrad - Kohl's

boots: Walmart

belt: Goodwill

Thursday: I won't lie, I stayed home all day and only put this on to go pick up my kids from school. Then it was back into sweats.

jacket: Walmart

orange tee: Target

jeans: Old Navy

Uggs: ebay

hat: ??

Friday: errands

coat: Old Navy

turtleneck: Shade

skinny jeans: Target

boots: Walmart

Saturday: Cooper's basketball game

 wrap sweater: rummage sale

same skinny jeans (that I feel the constant need to explain are dark blue, not black): Target

boots: Costco

necklace: Fred Meyers

Sunday: church

dress: Dress Barn

cardigan: Old Navy

necklace: gift from Mexico

flats: Ross

earrings: Walmart

Monday: prayer group, dentist

turtleneck: Target

jeans: Gap - Goodwill

flats: Old Navy

scarf: Maurice's

Tuesday: bible study Christmas party, errands and Christmas shopping

cardigan: Target

tunic top and leggings: Kmart

belt: Goodwill

flats: Ross

earrings: gift

Today's agenda: annual shopping trip with Jana to find something cute to wear for Christmas. As our trip will also include Starbucks and lunch out it's going to be a guaranteed STELLAR day. 

Hope yours is too!

Dental woes

Yesterday I had one more dental procedure in a loooonnnnggg line of dental procedures that have occurred over the course of my life since I was 8 years old and broke my face. 

Well, my jaw technically, in two places. That healed up just fine. The real problem was with my front two teeth that broke off and eventually died at the roots. I've had veneers, root canals, crowns, and most recently, dental implants. 

Thankfully the end is in sight, and that's what I told myself as I geared up for yesterday's appointment, which I knew would involve injections into my gum, the WORST place for needles in my opinion. Before the shots they put some numbing gel on my gum, which for some odd reason makes me want to giggle like it's laughing gas, every time! I know it's not. I can't help it. I think it's the smell. Anyway, the nurse put it on and I had to immediately pinch my lips together and stare at the ceiling as I mentally repeated to myself, "it's NOT laughing gas, it's NOT laughing gas".

I have no explanation.

After the appointment I was given a prescription for Vicodin (which I didn't fill) and gauze for the bleeding (my gum was cut open and then stitched up again, among other things - fun times), and I headed to Fred Meyer to pick up some sort of pudding for my dinner. 

And that's where I acted like I was on serious drugs, even though I had none in me. I was loony, that's all there was to it. Maybe from all the blood I was swallowing? Guys, I was in the store for almost AN HOUR. FOR PUDDING. 

You see, I remembered I needed a gift for Cooper's class party and headed to toys. Then I remembered I also needed gifts for our "give-a-gift" child at church so I picked those out and left the toy department and headed all the way over to groceries for my pudding (opposite side of the department store) before I remembered that I hadn't picked the toy for Cooper's class. So while in the food department I bought some waffle pretzels to make pretzel hugs for the class party and then headed back to toys, forgetting my pudding. And it pretty much went like that... back and forth, back and forth, a present for my bible study Christmas party, a new toothbrush because mine mysteriously disappeared that morning, and finally, some ibuprofen because all the numbing had finally worn off and I still hadn't left for home yet and OH THE PAIN!

Worst of all, I remembered at check out that I was supposed to be at the school 4 MINUTES AGO to pick up Cooper from basketball practice. Eeeeekkk! Emergency call to sister-in-law Trish who saved my bacon and then a call to my husband to explain that I was losing my mind and to please be ready to be on full duty the second I arrived home. 

Bottom line: I feel like a huge wimp. And skipping the Vicodin was a mistake.

But the pudding is delicious :)

Does this container look empty? If you can't tell then neither will I :)

Monday confessional

This past weekend,

I may have accidentally...

not on purpose...

totally by mistake...

and did I say accidentally?

done this...

Did YOU know that trying to jam a large piece of wood into the fireplace by slamming the door on it repeatedly is a bad idea? 

The friendliest guy on earth

This is what happens when you are married to the friendliest guy on earth:

Meet Russell. He's friendly.

- You run into people he knows Every. Single. Place. You. Go. No kidding. Out of state, on vacation, up a mountain, at the coast, in Disneyland, it doesn't matter. He has friends everywhere. 

- You wait in line for more than 3 minutes ANYWHERE and he has chatted up the person in front of you and discovered something in common with them.

- You list a piece of furniture on Craigslist and when an interested party comes to see it, the next thing you know they're eating your dinner, touring your new add-on, talking about the head mounts on the wall and when you leave to take your kids to Wednesday night church they're firmly ensconced in your living room with him, settling down for what looks like a long and personal chat. And they DON'T EVEN SPEAK ENGLISH.

That's what happens when you marry the friendliest guy on earth. (Who also likes to practice his high school Spanish.)

(And yes, the furniture sold. Christmas shopping is back in business, people!)

What to do when you're sick - a tutorial

Notes from this past Tuesday...

1. Raid your husband's dwindling prescription pseudoephedrine and mentally curse all meth users for causing it be taken off the market because it's the only decongestant that works on your nose. 

2. Attempt to start your day with purpose but give up on the idea of actually achieving anything by 10:00 am and climb back in bed for the first nap of the day. 

3. Remember the old adage: "feed a cold" and raid your children's candy stash, taking all the good chocolate.

4. Catch up on The Amazing Race.

5. Catch up on Survivor.

6. Let your kids park in front of the TV, convincing yourself that endless hours of cartoons and Wii Lego Batman can't do that much harm. 

7. Wander around your home staring at all the housework that should be done before climbing back into bed for your second nap of the day. 

8. When your husband calls to tell you that he tweaked his neck at work and can barely turn it, pretend to empathize for at least 5 seconds before explaining that your head HAS EXPLODED and you are the one that needs feeling sorry for.

9. Put a bra on, it's almost 5:00 pm. 

10. Take off your bra, it's almost 8:00 pm, thank heavens!

11. At bedtime, explain to your children that bible time is not going to happen because Daddy's away coaching a basketball game and  "mommy's brain is zapped".

12. Explain the meaning of "zapped".

13. Unwittingly demonstrate the meaning of "zapped" by walking into the wall as you turn to leave the kids' room.

14. Curl up in front of the fire and watch past seasons of Monk on Netflix, nursing your bruised ego and eating half a dozen or so Lil' Cuties (seedless mandarins) and drinking a cup or 3 of white hot chocolate. Mmmmm, almost makes up for being sick :)


Difficulty level: amazingly easy, would you believe it?!