my night and day
Feb. 22nd, 2003 09:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamajoanFor the second or possibly third time in recent weeks, I dreamt about making nice with Ben Affleck. He sort-of apologized for tormenting me during junior high and at summer camp, and we hung out in my mom's kitchen chatting about our younger brothers. I have to wonder what message my subconscious is trying to send me with these stupid dreams. I'm already over the whole Ben Affleck thing, dammit! I've made the conscious decision to put it behind me! I suspect that it's a metaphor for some other unfinished emotional business that I need to deal with, but I can't decide what that might be. Sigh.
(Later, I dreamt about swimming with sharks. No, literally. There was me, swimming the ocean, and there were sharks. I was trying to herd them or something. Then I was standing in the shallow part of the water with the head of sales at my company, and I saw something on the horizon that I couldn't make out because I wasn't wearing my glasses, and it turned out to be a tidal wave which bowled me over. Later, there were more sharks, and also turtles. That's twice recently I've dreamt about turtles. WTF?)
Anyway, today I went maternity-clothes shopping ... again! ;) I had seen in the yellow pages a maternity store with the word "outlet" in its name, so I thought maybe it would be cheaper (it wasn't). I called a few friends and found one who would go with me. It was definitely more fun with her along. I tried on approximately ten million pairs of pants and ended up buying two pairs of jeans, one pair of sweatpants, and one bra. One pair of jeans was called "carpenter style" which apparently just means it has weird pockets and loop thingies for hanging tools on. The other pair was petite (they had a VERY small selection of petite jeans) and I wound up buying a size 8, which shocked me. I'm usually a size 10 or 12. I even almost bought the size 6 (I haven't been a 6 in probably ten years at least!) but it was just a *little* bit too tight around the thighs.
Both pairs of jeans have the stretchy panel thing in the front. It can expand to accomodate the growing belly (and it has a pull-string so you can adjust the waistband). The panel is super-ugly because they don't bother trying to make it look the same color as the denim at all -- but you're supposed to wear the jeans with a long shirt/sweater that will hide the panel anyway, so it doesn't matter. It was the first time I had actually tried on any pants with the panels, and I was amazed by how comfy they were! Of course, on both pairs of jeans the legs were too long (yes, even on the petite, sigh) but also of course, with jeans you can totally roll them up and it's fine, unlike with most other types of pants.
I also fell in love with the sweatpants the instant I tried them on. They were just SO damn comfortable, even though the legs were, again, too long. I knew I had to have those sweatpants. *love* The bra was also comfy, and I'm still amazed that I'm up to a D-cup. Snif, if only I thought my boobs were still going to look this good a year from now. Ah well. I love the ingenious design of the bra, with the "window" in the cup that just detaches with a little hook-and-eye so you can nurse while still getting the support.
Anyway, I had to wince when I saw the total, but ah well, I wanted to have at least a couple of brand-new maternity items. And now that I know which styles and sizes I like, I can go on ebay and see what else is available.
Afterward, I was totally exhausted and dying of hunger. Note to self: Eat more than a tiny bowl of cereal and an orange before shopping expeditions! So we went for bagel sandwiches, then did some of my friend's shopping, and then we went our separate ways. I met another friend for dinner at Mary Chung, which is the best Chinese food around. We almost always go to Toscanini's for ice cream after dining at Mary's, but we were too full. I thought of stopping at the supermarket for Ben & Jerry's on the way home, but I stepped in a big puddle of icy water while getting into my car, so my foot was all wet and squishy, and I didn't want to walk around a supermarket with it. I just wanted to get home and get into clean dry socks!
Man, is this weather nuts or what? After the blizzard, we had two days of temperatures near 50F, and now we're having 40F temps and pouring rain. I actually like the rain, because it's helping the snow to melt ... but I also spent much more time out-of-doors today than I usually do, so I got exceedingly wet. Ah well, at least the snow is soft enough now that I was able to get my car back into the driveway again. :)
'Course, now that I'm home and dry and warm again, I'm really regretting not having stopped for that ice cream. ;) Oh well. I have chocolate. :) And my comfy new maternity clothes make me happy. Yay. :)
(Later, I dreamt about swimming with sharks. No, literally. There was me, swimming the ocean, and there were sharks. I was trying to herd them or something. Then I was standing in the shallow part of the water with the head of sales at my company, and I saw something on the horizon that I couldn't make out because I wasn't wearing my glasses, and it turned out to be a tidal wave which bowled me over. Later, there were more sharks, and also turtles. That's twice recently I've dreamt about turtles. WTF?)
Anyway, today I went maternity-clothes shopping ... again! ;) I had seen in the yellow pages a maternity store with the word "outlet" in its name, so I thought maybe it would be cheaper (it wasn't). I called a few friends and found one who would go with me. It was definitely more fun with her along. I tried on approximately ten million pairs of pants and ended up buying two pairs of jeans, one pair of sweatpants, and one bra. One pair of jeans was called "carpenter style" which apparently just means it has weird pockets and loop thingies for hanging tools on. The other pair was petite (they had a VERY small selection of petite jeans) and I wound up buying a size 8, which shocked me. I'm usually a size 10 or 12. I even almost bought the size 6 (I haven't been a 6 in probably ten years at least!) but it was just a *little* bit too tight around the thighs.
Both pairs of jeans have the stretchy panel thing in the front. It can expand to accomodate the growing belly (and it has a pull-string so you can adjust the waistband). The panel is super-ugly because they don't bother trying to make it look the same color as the denim at all -- but you're supposed to wear the jeans with a long shirt/sweater that will hide the panel anyway, so it doesn't matter. It was the first time I had actually tried on any pants with the panels, and I was amazed by how comfy they were! Of course, on both pairs of jeans the legs were too long (yes, even on the petite, sigh) but also of course, with jeans you can totally roll them up and it's fine, unlike with most other types of pants.
I also fell in love with the sweatpants the instant I tried them on. They were just SO damn comfortable, even though the legs were, again, too long. I knew I had to have those sweatpants. *love* The bra was also comfy, and I'm still amazed that I'm up to a D-cup. Snif, if only I thought my boobs were still going to look this good a year from now. Ah well. I love the ingenious design of the bra, with the "window" in the cup that just detaches with a little hook-and-eye so you can nurse while still getting the support.
Anyway, I had to wince when I saw the total, but ah well, I wanted to have at least a couple of brand-new maternity items. And now that I know which styles and sizes I like, I can go on ebay and see what else is available.
Afterward, I was totally exhausted and dying of hunger. Note to self: Eat more than a tiny bowl of cereal and an orange before shopping expeditions! So we went for bagel sandwiches, then did some of my friend's shopping, and then we went our separate ways. I met another friend for dinner at Mary Chung, which is the best Chinese food around. We almost always go to Toscanini's for ice cream after dining at Mary's, but we were too full. I thought of stopping at the supermarket for Ben & Jerry's on the way home, but I stepped in a big puddle of icy water while getting into my car, so my foot was all wet and squishy, and I didn't want to walk around a supermarket with it. I just wanted to get home and get into clean dry socks!
Man, is this weather nuts or what? After the blizzard, we had two days of temperatures near 50F, and now we're having 40F temps and pouring rain. I actually like the rain, because it's helping the snow to melt ... but I also spent much more time out-of-doors today than I usually do, so I got exceedingly wet. Ah well, at least the snow is soft enough now that I was able to get my car back into the driveway again. :)
'Course, now that I'm home and dry and warm again, I'm really regretting not having stopped for that ice cream. ;) Oh well. I have chocolate. :) And my comfy new maternity clothes make me happy. Yay. :)
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Date: 2003-02-22 08:12 pm (UTC)Did I accidentally miss a post somewhere?
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Date: 2003-02-22 08:26 pm (UTC)I dunno if there was ever actually a post; it's been part of my life since I was a kid so I just talk about it without concrete reference. Sorry. :)
I mean, in hindsight it's likely that he was just a jerk who treated everyone like crap, but at the time I felt like he singled me out for abuse. And that kind of emotional scarring doesn't respond well to logic. :) But I'm over it now, really, I swear. Are you listening, subconscious??
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Date: 2003-02-23 09:04 am (UTC)Speaking of which, I'm issuing a blanket aplology for my icon. Just think of it as part of your therapy *g*