Random Friday night thoughts

I went shopping tonight. We have a fancy Christmas party coming up soon, and my fancy dress up stuff is either too big or still too little. So I decided I would go to the big new mall , with the fancy stores. I feel I need to look good at this party!


This morning I had straggled thru all my clothes - tried everything on and either looked like a stripper in a hot pink, skin tight dress (WAY too skin tight) or the mother-of-the-bride look. Horrible. Nothing is working for me.

But going to the store and having the sales lady barge in with a "different size" (read larger) or a body long elastic thing called "spanx" which makes me look like a pink bowling pin...or tilting her head to one side and saying "maybe you should try the "womens" department (read - bigger clothes for old ladies) - OY - it was just too much. Actually fairly funny; and I did manage to keep my sense of humor. And in the end I just grabbed a few dresses that were in my size and looked decent and I'll try them on at home.
Of course, I always fret about what other people are going to wear. Fancy or not fancy? Pants or a dress? But with the number of people coming to the party I'm sure there will be all levels of dress.
What's also good is that I am not discouraged by this little adventure. I've lost alot of weight over the past 6 months and I have a ways to go but I know it's all in a days' work and will just keep plugging along.

Last weekend I took my gorgeous niece shopping for fancy shoes for her fancy high school formal. Is there anything that makes you feel so old as standing next to a tall lanky 15 year old with long slim legs, wonderful long red hair, and a cute adorable face? She looks alot like me when I was 15; and there are those moments when I forget, that it seems like I must still be looking fresh as a daisy and perky as all heck. Then I catch a glimpse of myself in one of those damned full length mirrors and the past 40 years comes crashing back. It's always a shock. When did this all happen? What happened to my neck and my arms? Where are my long slim legs?

This is my niece with at mom's house - on Thanksgiving day.



I even tried on high heels tonight - really high ones like they wear in "Sex and the City". 1.5 seconds in them was too much and off they came. How do people do it? How can they walk for more than 1 minute. I'm sure my legs looked longer and slimmer in these shoes but you could see the broken ankle waiting at the end of the hallway!

It was a funny night. I haven't been to a mall like this in ages, at first it was fairly empty but filled up quickly - mostly with teenagers. I watched people; I ate a sandwich, I window shopped.

As for the party dress - we'll see... I have a whole week to obsess about it.

Do you have to go to company parties, where they make you dress up and act silly? or - like a sensible person - do you stay home in your jammies, eating yeast cake, knitting and watching silly Christmas Hallmark specials on TV? Do you wonder which I'd rather be doing???