Tag Archives: Shopping
Let’s Play Dress-Up
Two weeks ago, we had health insurance enrollment day at work. Our insurance broker came in to explain the unexplainable. But what was inexplicable to me was the agent’s outfit. We were all flabbergasted. She wore a dress! Word spread quickly. “Come to the insurance meeting. This lady is wearing a DRESS!” None of us could …
Calendar Girl
It’s December. That means it’s time to shop for a new calendar. The calendars above are my work calendars from the last four years. You may have noticed that there are six calendars. In four years. I am incredibly picky when it comes to calendars. If I buy one and it doesn’t work out, I …
Twenty-Year Rewards, Part Two
My husband has very good taste in jewelry. He has given me pearls and diamonds and emeralds and sapphires. He has educated himself quite well in gemology. He had to approve my new diamond-encrusted wedding band. He doesn’t like cheap stuff. I sometimes think he shops in the same store as Queen Elizabeth. But while …
Twenty-Year Rewards, Part One
This week is our twentieth wedding anniversary. Neither of us can quite believe that it has been twenty years. At the same time, it feels like we were married yesterday and that we have been married forever. Really forever. As part of self-congratulation week, we decided to treat ourselves to special gifts. I went first. …
Country Mouse
When I went on my big shopping excursion last week (which I have decided to call The Week of the Purple Cords), I was surprised that my favorite store didn’t have what I was looking for. I will call this store Merlins, because I am not a paid endorser. (Although I could be… So if …
Vanishing Waist-land
Last weekend, for the first time in five months, I treated myself to an all-day shopping excursion. I bought shoes and makeup and jewelry, so I was a happy girl. But I was also on a mission for some practical stuff. I have at least thirty sweaters and a dozen white camisoles, (“I’m Sticking With It“) so I’m …
Not Picky, Just Discriminating
This is the bravest post I’ve published so far. Because I am displaying eight (!) photos of myself, all unflattering. In none of these photos am I the oh-so-young looking, semi-adorable sixty-year-old. No, I’m just your average sixty-year-old. Way too average. But in my defense, I was just out running errands with my husband. It’s …
I’m Sticking With It
I’ve heard it said that when you find a style that suits you, you should stick with it. I’m not sure who said that – it was definitely not one of my mother’s pearls – but if I had to wager a guess, I’d say: Liza Minnelli Over the years I have developed a fondness …
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