Vix, Obama and Quicksand

At five this morning, Cedar began to cry for her early morning milk. I tried to ignore her but she persisted and I gave in. When I got back to bed I struggled to go back to sleep (just like almost every day). I finally fell back asleep over an hour later and dreamed that I was driving around with a bunch of women I didn't recognize. We stopped at a house that had been converted into a vintage shop. I didn't know the store owner either and as the dream went on, she began to morph into blogger Vix.

Vix had a Jeep that was stuck in the mud outside her house/store and I was deeply concerned about this for some strange reason. Like worried sick. She was very lackadaisical about it and every time I looked,  her vehicle had sank lower and lower into the ground. Gasp! That's no ordinary mud!

That's quicksand!

"Vix, that's quicksand. You need to get your Jeep out of there."

"Meh," she shrugged.

I looked again and the Jeep had sank so far that only the roof was visible. Vix smiled and walked away. I stopped panicking. I no longer cared about her sinking Jeep because she didn't care. I had nothing to stress about if she had nothing to stress about. (That's not how life works by the way).

Later, on the side porch of her house/shop, former US president Barack Obama pulls up in a silver Mercedes and walks onto the porch. He wore a dark green polo shirt, blue jeans and something on his head that transformed between an Easter egg bobble headband and something else I don't remember - perhaps a jester hat?

 He and Vix begin chatting like old friends. Desperate to have a special moment with Mr. Obama as well,  I began to tell him the story of Vix's sinking Jeep. He wasn't interested and didn't find it funny. I think he was high? I then tried to give him a complicated urban handshake: "shake, dap, bump, shake, twiddle thumbs, bump, finger guns, dap dap"... that kind of jive handshake but I failed so miserably at it that I forced myself to wake up.

The end.

What I wore:

Ombre dress -  handmedown Earthbound Trading company (looks like a nightgown)

Shawl jacket thingy (aaaaagain) - Walmart

Sun glasses - Ross Dress for Less

Silver necklace - Walmart

Jewelry - Various thrift stores and clearance bins.

River wore a new (to us) aloha shirt from the online consignment shop, Swap, handmedown khakis and Family Dollar shoes.

Cedar wore a tunic and leggings set that's been sitting in the closet for over a year waiting for her to grow into it... but it's still too big. Husband dressed her, I had no idea it was so big and didn't have time to take it in anyways. Pink sandals, proudly from the Dollar General.

Dang, I'm cheap frugal.

Door mat- from the Dollar General, praying to be put out of it's misery.

dreamy face

I think I've worn this before, but this is a shawl vest thingy I ordered from Earthbound Trading Co.'s clearance online (those prices get stupid cheap!). I didn't realize how much it looks like a throw rug until I posed like that.  I think it used to be a rug at some point. It's awfully thick.

But it's not a rug.

Ok, it might be a rug.

Ok, well it's breakfast time for me. Yeah, it's 11:21am. It's brunchfast time?

Gotta go eat and be cute and stuff.

See ya laters.

let's get clean

Sorry for the super inconsistencies in posting and blog reading. I've got too many projects going on right now and kids and a home and a husband and stuff... 

Aaaaaanywhoooo. Sunday, I wore this dress I bought from Ross Dress for Less for Easter. Because Easter was during a uh, .. ahem...  special week... wearing white was entirely out of the question. I put the dress to the side on a pile stuff beside my bed and forgot all about it.

But here it is now!

The dress is pretty darn gauzy and I had to wear a black cotton spaghetti strap tank under it because my leopard print bra still showed through with a white satin camisole. 

I had to wear my dreaded half slip, even though the dress has an underskirt because my electric blue panties were showing through. After all that, you could still see hints of blue through the skirt and Hollie doesn't do neutral undies so I just had to shrug it off and hope no one noticed.

Aaaaand... my girdle is an Asian 3X which means it fits like a medium and it is TIGHT.

Dadgummit that's how I like it. What's the point of wearing a tummy tucker if you can't feel your organs being displaced?

But I couldn't bend over to buckle my sandals so I slipped on some silver $1 Old Navy flip flops and went on my way. Flip flops to church? A church that's not in Hawaii?

SHAMEFUL! BLASPHEMOUS! 

Nah, not really. Nowhere in the bible does it read, "thou shalt not wear rubber shoes to church" but here in the South (especially if you're black... blame tradition) you dress your VERY best to church. Sometimes hats, gloves, matching shoe/purse combos and all.

Flip flops are my lazy shoes and I could hear my mother in my head hollering at me to go change my shoes, "You are NOT wearing flip flops to church! Go put on some REAL shoes! Take some pride in yourself!"

Man it feels, good to be so naughty.

Aaaand here's a new necklace I got from eBay. It's has two layers and the bottom pendant is a mirror.   Look closely, you can see the grey sky in it. I'm also slightly obsessed with this nail polish color. It's called "moody" and I hate that so much. It's not freaking moody. It's cheerful as eff. I want a job naming nail polish colors! How cool would that be? 

Here's the pic of the necklace from eBay since I didn't get a good closeup of all the purty details.

Oh yeah! I'm doing a giveaway for one of my magic wrap skirt thingies over at my other blawg.

Go enter to win stuff.

SEEEEEE YAAAAAAAAAA!