screamin' deals

okay, so i am a mennonite and therefore predisposed to being thrilled at finding great bargains. really, i had no choice in the matter as, from a very early age, i proudly wore clothing from MCC and jelly shoes that were hand me downs from my second cousin. my parents were (and still are) awesome at scrimping and saving and getting great deals. i am not bothered that i inherited this gene from them. i love the little thrill i feel when finding a great t shirt at Ross that's been marked down half off from the originally low sale price. what i AM bothered by is my inability to keep from flaunting my findings to anyone who will care to listen.

i believe this started back when i found the Greatest Pair of little black maryjanes at value village for $4. never mind that they were a size too small; they were PERFECT for swing dancing! i started out "breaking them in" by wearing them to work. the breaking in part never really happened. i just began to tolerate the pain of perpetual blisters on my heels. i endured because OH! the compliments i receieved on those shoes! they were so cute and many people could not help but comment on them and every time i received a compliment on them, i would always throw back, "well, you KNOW, i got these at value village for four bucks!" pretty soon it became quite clear to me that not everyone shared my love at finding bargains. i began to get a lot of weird looks from people after telling them what i had paid for my shoes. the problem was, i found it nearly impossible to keep my mouth shut. i HAD to let them know what a great deal i got, whether they looked at me funny or not. (by the way, those maryjanes are still in my closet, though i'm sure i haven't worn them in years. i really just can't bear to let them go.)

this horrid habit has followed me and try as i might, i cannot seem to break it. granted, there are a few friends that are impressed when i tell them what a bargain i got, but, in general, people seem to find it odd that i like to tell them what i paid for an item after they've finished complimenting me on it. all of this rambling is to prepare you for what i am about to tell you: i just got some SCREAMING DEALS at a garage sale the other day!! okay, the greatest olive green maternity shorts for $2, plus a light green maternity tank top (that's roomy yet snug, so it makes me really look pregnant!) for $2 AND those darling little pink ugg boots that i posted of a picture of, never been worn, only $1! i just couldn't resist, and with all of the little boy clothes we had given to us from rob and jessica, i felt i just had to even things out. there, okay that's out of my system now.

in other news, my hair has decided not to follow along with what every pregnancy book says it should do (and that is get strong and thick and healthy). rather, it has decided to all fall out at once. okay, so not quite ALL of it, but it sure seems like it when i've got handfulls coming out in the shower and every time i run my fingers through it. i'm not complaining though, since my hair is kind of on the thicker side already (can turn into a frizz-ball in this humidity if not well taken care of) so i don't mind losing it too much. it just seems to be coming out at such an alarming rate that i wonder if i'll have any left by the time baby stew is done with being inside of me? guess we'll find out!