A Shopping Story

26 Jul

Once upon a time, I saw a dress on a fellow blogger and I fell in love.

I immediately tracked down the dress at Anthropologie, saw that the price was $158 and added it to my wish list for when the next sale hit.

A few weeks later, Anthropologie launched their ‘sale on sale’ and I clicked over again to see that the dress was marked down to $90.

I hesitated. I mean, did I really NEED another dress? I closed the window and decided to think about it overnight. The next morning, I decided that I did need the dress and since I could pay the bill with my paypal account it was technically like it was free. Because that’s how shopping logic works in my head.

I clicked over to Anthropologie, pulled up the dress… and every size was sold out besides an extra small.

I cursed. A lot.

Then, I called the three closest stores to me to see if they had the dress in stock. The dress was gone and I was very, very sad. I tried to forget about it, but not having it made me want it even more.

I kept checking back to see if maybe I’d get lucky and a return would come back up on the website. Instead, now every single size was sold out.

Maxi dress screenshot

So, of course, now I started torturing myself because this is obviously the best dress in the entire world and I missed out on it. I mean, there are 47 five star reviews! WHY HAS THIS DRESS FORSAKEN ME?! Seeing that the dress was a “Plenty by Tracey Reese” design, I tried searching for it at different stores. I thought maybe I would get lucky and find it at Nordstrom under a different name.

I did not get lucky.

A week or so later, I saw the dress on another blogger friend’s Instagram picture. I complimented her and told her how the dress was my unicorn and that it had gotten away. She suggested I try checking some stores to see if they had it in.

I decided to give it one last shot. I checked the website again… still sold out. I did a quick search on eBay and found that they were selling a medium for a total of $142 after shipping. My finger hovered over the mouse as I thought about it. I decided to do one last call and I dialed my local Anthropologie to see if one had been returned.

While I was on the phone with the nice saleslady, she mentioned that a medium had just popped up online. Before she even got the sentence out, I had it in my shopping cart and checked out as soon as possible so that nobody could yoink it away from me.

I waited.

Three days later, while feverishly napping in my sickbed (literally)… I heard the doorbell ring. I stumbled downstairs after the delivery driver left because I didn’t want to scare him and saw the Anthropologie package waiting for me.

I almost didn’t want to try it on because I felt so bad and had used up all my energy walking down the stairs, but I couldn’t resist. It was My Precious. And it was perfect.

And Joules and the dress lived happily ever after.

The end.

Please tell me I’m not the only one who lost my damn mind about something as stupid as a sold out dress! Share your stories below!

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Let’s be Odd Ducks Together

25 Jul

I’ve always been a bit of an odd duck when it comes to relationships.

I was that kid who when I had a best friend, I’d get really bent out of shape if my friend had another best friend. I figured that they must not like me as much as I liked them. Since normal people have more than one friend, I had to figure out how to get over that.

Yeah, I spent a lot of time with my head buried in books.

Once I hit high school, I ended up with this super awesome circle of friends. We basically did everything together and spent most weekends in giant group sleepovers. However, like a lot of people’s high school relationships, the friendships just kind of fizzled out when I went off to college.

Now that I’m a grown up, I’ve finally figured it out. I got rid of those people who just complain and breed bad energy and I surround myself with the kinds of friends who are awesome, positive people. The type of friends who when you spend time with them it rejuvenates you and makes you happy. It’s a small, but mighty crew of people I know I can count on.

The problem comes when I have to travel outside of my little bubble.

Every year when I go to BlogHer, I look forward to the conference from the moment I purchase my ticket. These are MY people. A bunch of awesome lady bloggers who do what I do. But different. And I get super excited and super hyped. I plan my days and my parties and my meetings. And my outfits, of course. There may be some highlighters coming out because I just full-on embrace my Type A nerd self.

And then I get there and I have no friends.

Sure, I can sit down next to someone at a keynote or in a classroom and have a 5 minute polite conversation without being too weird. But then, when it’s time to switch activities we always part ways. And it’s not that I’m shy. I’m actually not. I’m what is considered an extroverted introvert.

At the end of the day I go back to my hotel room to recharge and I start thinking about venturing out for dinner and I realize that I’m kind of lonely. And it sucks and to be completely frank, it kind of hurts my feelings too that nobody wants to be friends with me.

But here is the thing; I KNOW that there are a bunch of other women sitting in their hotel rooms feeling the EXACT SAME THING. There are more odd ducks out there – just like me – and I’m not quite sure how to find them.

Although, right now I’m imagining trotting through the hallways with a duck call kazoo like the Pied Piper.

I guess the point of this is. I’m always going to be an odd duck. I’m 38 years old. I’m not going to grow out of it. This is just who I am. So, if you’re an odd duck too. Let’s be odd ducks together.

For my ladies at #BlogHer16 who get through the day of conferences and realize that you have nobody to get dinner with, find me. Tweet me. Facebook massage me. Quack at me. Whatever. Just let me know and we will meet up. Us odd ducks need to stick together.

For my fabulous readers not coming to BlogHer, are you an odd duck? Tell me about it!

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Strep Sucks

21 Jul

I’ve been sick all week and I’m sick of it.

I started with a fever over the weekend and figured that Jack gave it to me (he had a fever on an off for the previous week and went on antibiotics for a throat infection). So, I took a couple naps and tried to drink a lot of fluids.

On Monday morning I woke up feeling like death warmed over. In addition to the general body aches and pains, my throat hurt. When I used my husband’s extremely bright flashlight to look at it, I immediately diagnosed myself with Strep and went the Quickie Care Express once they opened. Within an hour or so I walked out with a Strep diagnoses, antibiotics and 800 mg tabs of Ibuprofen. I figured I’d be feeling better in no time.

I spent most of Monday in bed napping and my brain was so scrambled that I couldn’t even read a book or watch TV without dozing off. Tuesday was basically more of the same, but with the added issue of the sweats. I mean, I COULD NOT stop sweating. It was just pouring off of me and I literally took three showers in one day. There was a lot of napping too.

I had to leave the house on Wednesday for a half day of management training for work, so I pulled myself up by my bootstraps (aka, cute sandals) and did what I needed to do. By the end of the day, I basically curled into a ball on my couch and moaned.

Oh, and I’ve barely been able to eat since the weekend. When I do put food in my body, I feel super nauseous.

I had planned to take Jack and Ollie down to the beach for a 4 day weekend, but at this point I don’t know if I can find the energy to physically load the truck to go.

I don’t really have a point. I guess this entire blog post is just an excuse for why I don’t have a blog post today.

I am curious though, is Strep supposed to last this long? Usually when going on antibiotics for whatever, I’m feeling better within a day or so. I’ve been taking my medicine since Monday and I still feel like poo covered in poo, rolled in poo, and filled with poo flavored poo.

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My “Dance to the Music” Peaches & Petals Box

19 Jul

It’s time to check out this month’s Peaches & Petal’s box… with the theme of “Dance to the Music!”

For a refresher… What is Peaches & Petals?
Peaches & Petals is a monthly subscription box for the woman who loves adventure and wants to experience their world of a fun, flirty and fashionable vintage-modern lifestyle. With a monthly subscription you will receive an assortment of their favorite lifestyle items. You can buy one month ($19.99), or a subscription for 3 months ($59.97), 6 months ($119.94) or 12 months ($239.88).

Let’s see what was in my July box:

Peaches and Petals July

  • Boombotix Boombot Mini Bluetooth Speaker
  • Chroma Lights Temporary Hair Color in metallic red
  • The Chill Tube Cooling Towel by Cool Core
  • Makeup Remover Face Cleansing Wipes
  • Flower Headband
  • Engraved Song Lyric Bracelet

Here is a closer look at the bracelet:

Peaches and Petals July 2

To be honest, this is not my favorite box I’ve gotten from Peaches & Petals. The Bluetooth speaker looks neat, but I don’t really have a use for it. The metallic hair color, flower headband and bracelet seem more appropriate for a little girl, so I’ll be giving them to a friend’s daughter.

I have high hopes for the cooling towel though. I’m home sick right now with Strep and a high fever, so having a cool towel is really helpful. Also, makeup remover face cleansing wipes are always useful.

What is your favorite Peaches & Petals box item?

 

Disclosure: I received the July Peaches & Petals box for free for review purposes.

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