7 Apr
rhymes with bucket
yesterday, during a luxurious and leisurely afternoon at the mall with joey (thanks, nana), we stopped by one of my favorite stores, anthropologie. i like to go there and pretend like i live in soho and can afford the all their housewares and trinkets and clothes, and that i have a loft where everything they sell would look great. one tiny problem is, i’m not sure how their adorable aprons fit into all that…i can’t make the aprons (or baking chocolate chip cookies in them) work in my imaginary loft, but i want three anyway. yes, three aprons AND three cookies.
so we’re drooling and admiring (i say ‘we,’ joey is actually testing and assessing a magnetic kitchen timer for me, not so much drooling or admiring. it didn’t pass, by the way.), but i notice these books popping out at me, all throughout the store. maybe you know the sort of book i’m talking about, these hateful little books with titles like ’1001 places to see before you die,’ and ‘three billion books to read before you die,’ and ‘forty-leven thousand things to do with your kids before they leave the house.’ books like these. as much as i like a good list, i do not like these books.
how stressful is that, that there are whole books containing lists of things that i need to do, and on tight deadlines. and i’m gonna PAY for this? i’m supposed to pay for someone to heap their punch lists upon me? no, thank you. i think that this maybe works better in the other direction, like maybe i’ll make a list of places that i have gone, books that i have read, and things that i have done with my kid (like taken a picture of him with his pajama pants hiked up to his chin and laughed and laughed), and then maybe i’ll sell this book to THEM for 14.95. take that, THEM! HA!
Posted by kelly on 04/07/08 at 11:53
i’ll say it before he does……JOEY took this picture.
Posted by Greg on 04/07/08 at 13:24
hehehee, Erkel.
new rug? nice….
Posted by joey on 04/07/08 at 13:45
haha that’s awesome. i clicked on comments with gun in hand and low and behold you have already corrected me. i refrained from posting it, only because i wasn’t completely happy with the focus. it’s cute nonetheless.
Posted by Nana on 04/07/08 at 15:08
If you look close, you can spot Kelly in the background. At first glance, I didn’t notice his PJ’s up under his armpits. It is cute though. We had a great time at the mall yesterday. I have gotten so many compliments on the blouse I wore today that Danny picked out just for me. He tried to pay for it but I told him to save his money for that sports car or either college. He agreed and said “where is it?”.
Posted by Leigh Anne on 04/07/08 at 19:39
This was very Dooce-ish…I likey likey. But at first I was wondering, “What rhymes with bucket?” Ah-ha…it hit me…I can be rather blonde at times. Funny stuff, girl. I’m gonna start saying “bucket” now. Because I can.
And ten points for me for resisting that strong Anthropologie-apron urge…I have yet to succumb, even though I’ve been tempted many, many times. The cute little hand towels, though–yeah, have a few of those and some have FRINGE. Whoa! Faint dead away now. Love that store…I feel like a gyspy while there. But what gyspy could afford their high-faluten prices?
p.s. Libbey wants you to know, “This is what Daddy does to us every time he dresses us after a bath–it’s a p.j. wedgie!” She rocks. Danny does, too, because he’s not the least bit bothered by his mama’s antics…he’s all, “Whatevs, Mama…Ernie’s on, so peace out.”
Posted by Leigh Anne on 04/07/08 at 19:41
p.p.s. I can spell GYPSY. I just can’t proofread. Just so you know.
Posted by Sara on 04/07/08 at 22:47
OMG Loooooooove the Anthropologie aprons. Are you inside my head? You totally are, huh?
And Danny looks like he’s about to do the high dive, feet poised. Love it!