Hello. It's been a while. I've been a restaurant widow, doing everything by myself and waiting for my husband to come home to keep him company and so I am exhausted with no time for coherent thoughts, let alone put them to iPad, as it were. But last night h pissed me off royally by saying that one of his wine glasses that I had left on the drying board was dirty, when I had washed it and then he proceeded to spend ten minutes washing it and I thought " if this dumb dumb thinks I have 10 minutes to wash his f ing glass...." and was filled with a murderous rage for about 5 minutes, until I had a bless his little heart moment and moved on. But consequently, I don't feel like waiting up for him so I am writing instead.
We have discovered the Cosby show. I have rediscovered it. And I makes me feel nostalgic and it makes the girls happy. They squeal with delight and Annabelle says "oh theo!" Or "Rudy is so cute!" It makes me sad too. Sad because there is no show like this on tv anymore. Sad because of the way adults currently interact with their children-- which is to say that they don't-- and you can really see this if you watch one episode of this show. Of course, it is a fictional show, but it was real in some ways, like a time capsule of what we did when we were at our very best.
And it makes me sad that I didn't marry cliff. Cliff who is so romantic and loving. Who feeds Claire pears, dances in the living room with her and makes their kids laugh. Sad that my husband gets annoyed with the way I wash dishes.
I didn't marry cliff. I married h. Who just came home after working crazy hours and brought me my favorite dish from my favorite restaurant.
Maybe we all get to dance off the stage into the sunset. Maybe we all get our own kind of happy.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Disturbing new trend amoung a certain type of sahm
I will call it: wearing really expensive workout clothes to places other than the gym.
Part one: really expensive--
I get all these catalogs, I guess the catalog gods don't realize that I don't exercise as much as I used to, so I get them, and I peruse them. They have titles like athleta, title nine and sweaty Betty. And there is a store called lululemon. And they sell work out clothes. Stuff you are going to sweat in and stink up. And they sell them for ridiculous prices. Like 90 bucks for a pair of pants. Now, they are cute, they are very cute, and I am well trained enough by our consumer culture to want to look cute when I go to they gym, but I cannot justify spending that kind of money on spandex pants -- not even getting to the top and bra and brightly colored shoes. And then there is the little cover up for after you are done working out. You could easily drop 300 on a workout outfit. That will stink. Because it will get ass sweat on it.
Part two: to places other than the gym
Now, I go to the y and most people there are sensibly dressed in target gear or old t shirts. Even though my neighborhood is becoming very fancy, the y is decidedly old school, but I see these women around town. Like at central market or whole foods or some other such place, like the mall or at school. And they are wearing gym clothes. So I wonder, do they not have ass sweat? Because after I work out, unless I am going to krogers or the car wash, I go home and clean up. Do they know a store that sells better deodorant? Like I get my stuff at target, and my deodorant too, but since they go to lululemon, is there some correlating deodorant place? That sells 25 dollar organic deodorant?
Like what kind of class are they taking in these outfits? Do they feel like they workout better? Or do they just feel better because they look cute and it somehow takes out the drudgery of working out out of the work out? Because this, I understand.
These are the things I was wondering as I went into an athleta store today, looking for workout pants, but seeing the price tag, I couldn't do it. H works too hard and I love him too much. And my ass is too big and sweaty.
But there was a lady there shopping. She was decked out from head to toe in lululemon (which, for the record, I think is a dumb name) and shopping in athleta, so I guess they have no brand loyalty. They are just loyal to the look. Leggings, top and hoodie with bright shoes. She was pushing a baby.
I was discussing this phenomenon with my sister, who has also noticed it. Her issue: you can see the whole ass. The whole thing, and it leaves nothing to the imagination.
"Just give me some old middle school gym shorts," She said. "Hell, just give me some coach shorts," I said. Either that or the willpower to stop drinking Soda. I'll take that too.
Part one: really expensive--
I get all these catalogs, I guess the catalog gods don't realize that I don't exercise as much as I used to, so I get them, and I peruse them. They have titles like athleta, title nine and sweaty Betty. And there is a store called lululemon. And they sell work out clothes. Stuff you are going to sweat in and stink up. And they sell them for ridiculous prices. Like 90 bucks for a pair of pants. Now, they are cute, they are very cute, and I am well trained enough by our consumer culture to want to look cute when I go to they gym, but I cannot justify spending that kind of money on spandex pants -- not even getting to the top and bra and brightly colored shoes. And then there is the little cover up for after you are done working out. You could easily drop 300 on a workout outfit. That will stink. Because it will get ass sweat on it.
Part two: to places other than the gym
Now, I go to the y and most people there are sensibly dressed in target gear or old t shirts. Even though my neighborhood is becoming very fancy, the y is decidedly old school, but I see these women around town. Like at central market or whole foods or some other such place, like the mall or at school. And they are wearing gym clothes. So I wonder, do they not have ass sweat? Because after I work out, unless I am going to krogers or the car wash, I go home and clean up. Do they know a store that sells better deodorant? Like I get my stuff at target, and my deodorant too, but since they go to lululemon, is there some correlating deodorant place? That sells 25 dollar organic deodorant?
Like what kind of class are they taking in these outfits? Do they feel like they workout better? Or do they just feel better because they look cute and it somehow takes out the drudgery of working out out of the work out? Because this, I understand.
These are the things I was wondering as I went into an athleta store today, looking for workout pants, but seeing the price tag, I couldn't do it. H works too hard and I love him too much. And my ass is too big and sweaty.
But there was a lady there shopping. She was decked out from head to toe in lululemon (which, for the record, I think is a dumb name) and shopping in athleta, so I guess they have no brand loyalty. They are just loyal to the look. Leggings, top and hoodie with bright shoes. She was pushing a baby.
I was discussing this phenomenon with my sister, who has also noticed it. Her issue: you can see the whole ass. The whole thing, and it leaves nothing to the imagination.
"Just give me some old middle school gym shorts," She said. "Hell, just give me some coach shorts," I said. Either that or the willpower to stop drinking Soda. I'll take that too.
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