I need my purse!!!!

Today marked the end of the shopping season for me; stepson’s Birthday is next week and we hadn’t gotten him anything so one of us had to go. Well that is until I had the bright idea that we should go together. We don’t shop well together and it slips my mind since we don’t do it often. Once we got in the car it all came flooding back. I thought it would be nice to get a babysitter since we hadn’t had one since October and that was only for a couple of hours. So I called bestie and asked if her step-daughter was available. She was not; but besite offered to do the job. We promptly delivered Avery before she could change her mind.

Husband had informed me that he knew what he wanted to get step-son so I figured it would be an easy day. I always feel bad since his Birthday is right after Christmas so I thought I would pick up a couple smaller items to go with his big gift. Since we live in a smaller town we had to travel 40 minutes to get the gifts. If you live in a smaller town you probably think the same way that I do; that is you might as well get the things that you use/need that you can’t get in the town you live in. I really didn’t think that stopping at Target and Younkers would be that tall of an order but I was wrong. For some reason every time I go shopping it seems like I see these couples that are having a wonderful time shopping together. You know them; the ones that are picking out clothes for their kids and holding them up going “That’s so cute!” “Let’s get that one!!” Yeah that’s not us. If it’s dinner and a movie we do good. Throw in a pit-stop at Target or a mall it’s over. Don’t even mention Wal-Mart. We both don’t handle Wal-Mart very well. Anyway, we had an alright lunch and then headed to Younkers. I like to stop there and comb the clearance racks and if I do my algebra homework correctly I can use one of their coupons. (I’ll explain later in another post) I figured I could pick up some stuff for step-son and we had Avery’s boyfriend to shop for cause his party is on Saturday. Younkers was okay until I wanted to look at a purse. If you know me you know I love a good purse; especially when they are on sale. I guess purse hunting wasn’t on the agenda today or so I figured from some looks I received. So off to Target we went. Today was especially exciting for me because on my Cartwheel app sat an offer for an additional 15% off of clearance baby and toddler clothes. Since one of my best friends is having a sweet bundle soon and Avery can always use clothes the hunt was on! I really did end up with some screamin’ deals! Anyway after my exciting clothes hunting it was on to wipes, diapers and stuff like that. I was still on my savings high when I ran into husband. He had decided to go and get some things he needed and I must have not been paying attention because all of a sudden he was gone. With my cart and purse. You want to put the fear of God into a woman take her purse and cart full of clearance stuff. At first I was thinking I had heartburn from the French Onion Soup but soon I figured out I was having a panic attack. My purse is my life and I never realized it until it was taken from me. All my coupons, iPod, phone and countless other things that I think I need. I was running around like a mad woman looking for husband. In what felt like hours I spotted him cruising along. I ran up to the cart almost taking out two ladies on my way. I am sure they understood when they heard our conversation. I don’t remember the exact words but I think it went a little something like this “You took the cart?!” “What were you thinking?” “My purse is in here!!”Β  Husband looked at me like I was a nutball. Usually when we do any shopping together I am more than happy do excuse him to his own deeds so I can browse and enjoy my day. I am sure he was very surprised and confusedΒ that I was upset.

What I took away from today is that if your husband says that he will go to the store and purchase something by himself smile and wave goodbye. My purse and it’s contents mean to much to me to risk their lives. Yes, my purses are people and they have their own place in my closet hanging next to my clothes. Don’t judge; I have meticulously picked out each beautiful purse and they all have a special place in my heart and closet. To the two ladies at Target I sincerely apologize but I am sure you would have had the same reaction. To the awesome people that read this let me know. Are you part of a couple that shops well together or should one of you just stay home?

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There she is safe and sound πŸ™‚ Yes, my purses are girls. Aren’t yours?

A day at the gym and a theft

As you all know I have been on the workout train for over a year now with what I think are some good results. I have a small secret. Today is the first time I have went to an actual gym. (gasp) I usually do something outside or go to personal trainers house for my workouts but since winter is getting to me and I realized it had been a very long time since I had left my house to do anything besides run to the grocery store; I seized the opportunity to go to the gym. Personal trainer had brought up going to the gym a while ago for something new and then I found out they had a toddler area. Perfect than we can take turns working out and Avery will get some socializing. Well the only bad part about this is that I hate the gym. I have gym anxiety? Not sure if that is a thing. I just get so self-conscious going to the gym and working out in front of people. I have never been athletic and the gym is always chock full of people perfectly toned and extremely knowledgeable about the gym equipment. I am neither. I always feel like I am the one panting on the machines and everyone else is just whoppin’ it up having a great time while I am in a pool of sweat. Don’t even get me started on the machines. I am mechanically challenged? Again not sure if that is a thing. You can ask me to type anything for you and I can do it. If you ask me to adjust a piece of workout equipment I will freeze and maybe run away. Last but not least going to the gym makes me feel like I am in gym class and I hated gym class. Everyone staring at everyone else and I never had adequate gym clothes. Maybe it was the lingering sinus infection/flu or the fact I felt my walls in my house closing in on me but I came up with the idea to go to the gym.

This morning started for us at about 4:30 a.m. with Avery crawling over me to get into our bed. She was ready to party to we ended up getting up shortly after she came in. After our morning doings I got our gym bag packed, my best workout outfit and we were off. On the ride over I contemplated on how to break it to personal trainer that I needed to stop at Target for diapers. (Potty training is going so-so; 4 stars) Lucky me he asked if I needed anything and that he would be okay if we left him at the gym to go run errands. Yes! So far so good.

We pull into the parking lot and there is a bus. What the what? This whole time I had been hyping myself up thinking “It’s Thursday, there probably won’t be a lot of people here.” But a bus? Did they bus in high school bullies to laugh at me? Ugh! I reluctantly went inside. Once inside we learned that not only do they have a toddler area but you can leave your kids in there for one hour and someone else will watch them. Awesome! Of course it came at a cost; $4.00 to be exact. I am thinking about opening an alternate gym daycare across the road and charge $3.00 an hour. Maybe I am delusional but $4.00 an hour for a gym daycare seems a little pricey. I was thinking for $4.00 they could have at least given her a bath or something πŸ˜‰

On to the gym. Personal trainer had a machine all picked out for me. It looked really scary. You put your knees on this platform and put your hands up on these lever thingy’sΒ  and then you drop yourself down. I watched him for a little bit and it actually looked pretty easy. Thank gosh something looks easy maybe the gym had changed. So I get on the machine and I just drop down without trying and there is a loud bang. Crap. This machine looks like it will set me back a couple G’s. It didn’t appear to be broken but I did have the attention of everyone that didn’t have ear buds in. We quickly moved on. I found the nearest elliptical and go on. Personal trainer has an elliptical so I figured I could figure out a gym model. It went good but of course I felt like I was the only one panting and sweating through their shirt. I think everyone that goes to the gym should wear shirts that explain their situation a little. My shirt today would have went a little something like this: Recent sinus infection, lack of sleep due to toddler. Then maybe everyone would understand each other a little better. After the elliptical I had a little time to spare so I found myself an ab machine. I read the directions a little and hopped on. I guess I was doing something wrong because a gym employee was standing in front of me after my second crunch. I have blocked out most of what she said because she was very rude; but I guess the weights were “banging” and she told me that I needed to stop before I drove myself and everyone else crazy.Β  This is why I workout in the privacy of a home or forest. I was going to figure out what I was doing wrong before this woman came out of nowhere. Then she stood by the machine and kept counting every motion I did during a crunch. After she finally got it that I was not happy with her she walked away and I pretty much ran to the locker room and it was off to Target.

Ahh Target my happiest of places. I am not sure how every time I go there I end up spending ridiculous amounts of money when I only planned on getting a “few” things. Anyway, half-way through our trip Avery let me know she was sick of riding in the cart. I found a little doll that she loved and it was only $3.00. I thought win-win I can keep her quiet while I browse and I can throw it in her stocking for Christmas. After check-out and realizing I saved $10 with my Cartwheel app today (score!) I was in a great mood and the thoughts of mean trainer lady were a distant memory. Then I went to put the cart away after I loaded the purchases. I looked down and saw a little baby sitting next to my daughter. Crap I totally forgot about her and she wasn’t on my receipt. Avery’s first theft; mark it in the baby book πŸ˜‰ We did the right thing and returned her. The ladies at the service counter got a good laugh and then we were off to pick up personal trainer.

The two most important things I have taken away from this experience is #1 I am not meant for the gym #2 Don’t give your child toys to “play” with in the store. Bad practice to get into. Personal trainer mentioned another gym that we can go to that is smaller. I will think about it. Another outing in the books.

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Gym items and target merchandise πŸ˜€

 

Is this really Christmas?

I have been thinking about this post all day and I have finally gathered up the courage to write it. There have been a few of my posts that I have a small panic attack when I hit publish. I really don’t mean to offend anyone by my posts but I do try to say how I really feel. I am moonlighting at personal trainers because I didn’t want to rethink writing this anymore so I hopped off of the elliptical and here we are.With all of that being said here goes nothing.

As I watch all of the black Friday sales being released I sit back and think why in the world would I want to go out and possibly get trampled just for a gift. I have never been black Friday shopping and maybe I am just too lazy to go. The thought of hundreds of people running to get 50 t.v.’s does not appeal to me. I would rather be curled up on the couch watching White Christmas. I tried to participate in cyber Monday and ended up deleting my cart cause it took to long. Maybe I don’t have the patience. I like to save money as much as the next person but I am not going to leave the comfort of my home or my Thanksgiving dinner to go save a little cash. I also have a very big love for shopping but it ain’t gonna pull me away from that turkey.

Another piece of this Christmas puzzle that has been on my mind is the money being spent on it. Maybe it’s because funds are a little sketchy right now after some car repairs. Or maybe I have finally had enough of the hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping. I have been out a couple of times already and let me tell ya it’s a jungle out there. Everyone is super crabby; employees, fellow shoppers and me. Carts are being crammed into aisles and shelves are being wiped out. Of course I want to be able to get my daughter and step-son the things they want and need but should I really go broke for it? I would never want them to feel worry about money or anything like that when they are children but should I teach them it is okay to go into debt for some toys? I am guilty of overspending in the past and going way overboard on Christmas shopping. But this year I just really don’t want to.

When I was little there were a couple of things that I looked forward to about Christmas. Of course toys was one but I also looked forward to seeing all of my cousins and the Christmas eve program at my church. I loved getting all dressed up, doing the program and the candlelit service. After church we would get brown paper bags with popcorn balls, peanuts and some other candy. I loved getting that bag. If you asked me today what I got for Christmas when I was five I wouldn’t have a clue but I still remember sitting in that church and enjoying that service.

To me Christmas is about family and of course the big reason for the season. I don’t make it to church every Sunday and I probably don’t go as much as I should but I want my daughter to know what Christmas is about. It’s not about spending your whole paycheck and maxing out your credit cards. It’s about celebrating a very important Birthday and spending it with those you love. To me that is really Christmas.

I ain’t Oprah but here are a few of my favorite things

With the Holidays fast approaching I would like to share some of my fav things πŸ™‚ If you are anything like me when you are out and about shopping you usually pick up some things for yourself. If I had to pick all of my fav things this would be a very long post so I am just going to do a couple. I say I ain’t Oprah cause I do have expensive taste on a beer budget so I have to calm my shopping hormones down and get down to my level. I know it’s a little early to speak of Christmas when it’s not even Thanksgiving but it snowed here last night (UGH!) so I am kinda in the mood.

The first thing I would like to share isn’t just a “thing” it is a whole bunch of sarcastic, funny and wonderful goodness πŸ™‚ If you have ever heard of Anne Taintor or are lucky enough to have one or more of her products you have a good sense of humor πŸ˜‰ I have so many of her items I can’t even count them all! She has pretty much anything you can think of from mugs to pens with tons of fun captions on them. I discovered her in a gift shop and I have never looked back! You can find her online at http://www.annetaintor.com

Another item on my list is new to me but I love it. I went to a craft show yesterday (score!) and I purchased some wonderful items from a friend and former co-worker. Her mom makes all of these wonderful little things out of barn board and other cool parts. Picture to follow πŸ™‚ I can’t say enough about craft shows! What is so great about them is that the money these people earn usually goes right to them. So you are helping to keep these people in business while purchasing one-of-a-kind gifts πŸ™‚

Last but not least are some of my favorite books πŸ™‚ I haven’t got much reading time in since I have had Avery but I have quite a few on the back burner just waiting to be opened and of course a lot of books that I have devoured more than once. I always have a dilemma at the book store or library cause there are usually so many books I want to read. So here are a couple of titles and authors that I love, love, love! Maybe it will make your selection easier next time πŸ™‚

  • Bossypants by: Tina Fey
  • She’s Come Undone by: Wally Lamb
  • Go Ask Alice by: Anonymous
  • The Help by: Kathryn Stockett
  • To Kill A Mockingbird by: Harper Lee

I know some of these are obvious reads (To Kill A Mockingbird) but even if you read it in school; read it again as an adult. If you haven’t seen The Help in movie form read the book first. I am so glad I did πŸ™‚

If you are not like me and you actually buy gifts for others and don’t give into the temptation of buying just a little something for yourself; all of these things make wonderful gifts πŸ™‚ Happy shopping and Merry Christmas everyone!!

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Shopper in training ❀
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Awesome score at the craft show! I plan on putting it on my porch once I do some re-arranging.

Adventures in shopping

Last night I got some time to myself. Four beautiful little hours so of course I went shopping. I have been wanting go get out and go shopping for a while now and last night my dream came true; literally I had a dream I was at Target.

So at about 5:30 I was off and in a great mood besides my sinus infection. I was doubly excited because I weighed myself (I have never in my life said that before) and I lost 20 pounds so far in my weight loss journey!!!!!!! The plan was to buy some jeans. I have a pair at home that I really like but they are too big so I thought this should be easy I will get the same brand just a smaller size. Oh was I wrong, so wrong. I get to the store and I sift through tons of jeans and I cannot find the brand I am looking for so I thought well, lets just grab some and start trying on in what I think should be my new size. In the dressing room I discovered I am not a new size. I was lucky I got the jeans over my hips so I thought to myself I better get a sales associate to help me. Now I am not sure if this lady likes to embarrass people or if she just wanted to get out of work on time because she managed to embarrass me to the fullest. There happened to be a lot of people in the store last night which I did not notice until this encounter happened. I started by asking her if they had this certain brand and the specific name of the jeans in question. When did they start naming jeans? Anyway I was looking for Jennifer jeans. She stated they never carried these jeans in their store and I should just try a different pair on. (Lies all lies)I think the name was Ellie. I told her I already tried Ellie on and Ellie didn’t fit. She said to me that I needed to go back in the dressing room try them on again and then sit on the bench because their jeans stretch and I don’t want to buy a larger size and if I sit on the magical bench they will stretch and fit better. I tried to explain to her that they just didn’t fit without having to tell her that I couldn’t even button the dang things but she wouldn’t have it so off to the dressing room I went with a new pair. In the dressing room it was the same story, there was a huge gap where my stomach was hanging out and as hard as I tried to stuff and adjust I couldn’t get those dang things buttoned. My plan was to get dressed and run out of the store so I didn’t have to see this lady again. Then there was a knock at the door “Autumn how do those jeans fit?” “Did you sit on the bench?” OMG this chick is driving me insane crazy. So I said back to her “They don’t button!” I cannot get them closed.” Silence, finally. I should have said “If you can get me another pair to sew together than yes they do fit.” This woman has obviously never been above her ideal weight before. And to use my name, the nerve!! (They make you give them your name and they write it on the door of your dressing room) Another embarrassing event in the books. I am hoping to have better luck online πŸ˜‰

Shopping after 30 and two kids……

So I have been on the workout train for about a year now and I just realized that it is very hard to find workout clothes in my size. I have two pairs of shorts and two pairs of pants. That is it. Now I know that I am not the only person in the whole wide world that is my size that works out and would like to wear comfortable clothes while doing it. I have been scouring the internet trying to find clothes that don’t cling to me like a dryer sheet. Sometimes on a good workout (I have both good and bad workout sessions.). I think about going home, getting online and ordering (gasp) a tank top and some shorty shorts. So then I can be a little more comfortable and less warm while working out. Except I am me and I am wearing one of my two pairs of shorts or pants, an over sized t-shirt and a headband. I am also literally panting from running up a hill and sweating like a pig.Β  Then I come home and look in the mirror and realize I do not look like Pamela Anderson running down the beach. I have come to the realization that I will never find workout clothes that don’t stick to me like glue and I might have to buy a sewing machine and make my own damn clothes! I am half-tempted to buy one of these outfits take my picture and send it to the company. Maybe then they will realize they need to have some more choices in their collections. I mean what happened to cotton? Good old cotton that doesn’t show every nook and cranny of your body. I did find two cotton shirts that I use for working out they are nice and big and I love them. One day I was looking online for more and I noticed on the website that they suggest that you cut the shirt with a scissors to customize the shirt to your body. Huh?? For one I am not going to cut a $25 shirt. For two you don’t want to see me in a crop top. I don’t even like looking at myself in a towel.

Moving on to other clothing. I am not going to wear jeggings. No way no how. Some people can pull that off but not me. I see too many people who think they can wear them and they can’t. Maybe jeggings should be removed from the clothes menu so people don’t make the mistake of wearing them. Another problem I am having in the shopping department is the see through clothing. I have one question, why? I don’t mind wearing cami’s every once in a while but why should I have to wear them all of the time? Then there are the clothes that have a huge section cut out of the back. Just today I was online and I found a couple of cute tops. Thank God I looked at the back of them. Huge section missing on every single one. I guess I should be working on my upper back so I can wear clothes?? I don’t even know what kind of exercises to do for that.

I usually try to stick to my closet staples. Black, black and more black. I have now incorporated dark blue and a little dark grey. Scarves are my friend. In my opinion they can make a basic outfit look a little dressy. I like tops that cover me up and pants that don’t show my butt crack. I don’t mean to sound like a prude but there are parts of me that I like to keep to myself. I have been out of the shopping game for a while now. Having two kids in a little over a year landed me in the maternity section for quite a while. During chemo I stuck to sweats and t-shirts and I never really stopped until lately. It amazes me how much things can change in a couple of years.Β  I don’t need or want to wear tops that are two-sizes too big or pants that look like “mom jeans” (remember the skit on SNL?) But I don’t want them to be two-sizes too small either. Recently on a shopping outing I received some help from a store employee that obviously works on commission and she decided she was going to help me find an outfit. After 100 outfits she finally looked at me and said “You must be in-between sizes.” Great. It was nice to hear that I was getting out of a larger size but how in the heck am I going to find something to wear when I am in-between sizes? To my knowledge they do not make half-sizes in pants.

I am hoping that this trend of see-through shirts, jeggings and almost backless tops are going to be a thing of the past that we can all joke about. Until then get used to the yoga pants when you see me πŸ™‚

Toys, Toys, Toys and Shopping

After the big Birthday blowout Avery received a lot of great gifts which left me wondering what in the heck am I going to get her for Christmas?? One thing that is at the top of the list is Rapunzel’s Tower. I have been searching for it for about two months. I know this mystical toy exists because it showed up on my cartwheel for 30% off. So I went to pick it up except they didn’t have any. I thought alright I will try another store and another and then websites. Then my best friend said she would like to get it for her for her Birthday. I was like great! She couldn’t find it either. Ugh this tower is impossible to find!! So the hunt continues. I would like to get Avery some toys that encourage her to speak. Not sure if they make those so if anyone in internet world knows of any drop me a line. Or comment, yeah comment so I get a notification and that always makes me happy πŸ˜€

Searching or hunting for toys is a huge challenge to me that I gladly accept. Any present for that matter. The feeling I get when I find the ultimate present is wonderful. Maybe I need to get a hobby but I’m not really good at anything so moving on. Sometimes I fail I think I got someone the best present and then the recipient opens it and I can tell it isn’t their favorite thing in the whole wide world. Does that discourage me? Heck no! That means next year will have to be bigger and better. Have I gotten close to a physical confrontation in a store to get a present? The answer is yes, did I lay a hand on the lady? No I didn’t, would I have? Maybe, maybe not. Online shopping is a much safer choice for me.

Last year I had planned a shopping trip with some of my aunts on opening day of deer season. If you are from Wisconsin or the Midwest you know that deer season is a shoppers paradise. Your significant other is out in the woods freezing their butt off and you are getting ready to hit the stores. I can’t even contain my love of shopping during this wonderful time!! There are craft sales, bake sales, sales at the mall and just sales, sales, sales!! I usually have a route planned so I can hit all of the places I want to go. Since I took a year off when I had my daughter I was soo ready last year. I had a babysitter lined up, a route planned and my tennis shoes on πŸ™‚ But then I woke up on that wonderful morning and I heard a sniffle and then another. Avery was sick. Crap. I couldn’t send her off to the babysitter’s so I had to do my shopping online. I went a little overboard that day. Maybe it was the deals I don’t know but let’s just say my mailman did get some chocolates that Christmas because of all of the packages he had to deliver. I found out rewarding your mailman is a plus. Since the chocolates he would ring my doorbell every time I had a package. Unfortunately he is no longer my mailman because we moved. I do miss him greatly πŸ™‚

Back to the toys. I have been scouring the internet to find some toys for Miss Avery. I really haven’t found anything that jumps out at me and I think where’s my credit card. I am kind of running out of ideas too. There is so many things to choose from. Do they make toys that your toddler can chew on, lick and throw across the room that still work after all of the abuse??Β  I am also looking for books. She got some great books for her Birthday to add to her collection. She has quite a few books but I think a girl can never really have enough. The only problem with books is that Avery likes to eat them. I have found a lot of cardboard in her mouth and diaper. I would like to get her a book that can be personalized. Maybe with her name incorporated in it or something.

I have never been this stuck before in the gift department. It stinks. Honestly if anyone knows of a great educational toy or a cool book let me know πŸ™‚ Or if anyone wants some suggestions from me I can give you some. I have meticulously picked out most of Avery’s toys so I might be able to help πŸ™‚ Happy Shopping to everyone!! (I know it’s a little early but I like to get a head start)

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Some of Avery’s books πŸ™‚