Mine

I have been thinking about what sort of baby bag to buy for quite some time. Despite the fact that my mother informed me that I “don’t need” one (give me a break), I continued to think about it (please! like I am going to pass on a good reason to buy a new bag!). Bags are important to me. This couldn’t be just any purchase or just any diaper bag. NO. It has to match my outfits, fit the baby stuff, be convenient and useful…but I really didn’t want something that screams “diaper bag” either. There are a lot of ugly diaper bags out there. There are also a lot of EXPENSIVE diaper bags out there. I had to stop imagining myself owning the Coach Signature Stripe Patent Tote (in black!) because, let’s get real, I am not at a point in my life that I can rationalize a $400 bag purchase. Maybe someday. I had been anticipating payday for a while, pondering what sort of big purchase to make this month now that I don’t have to worry about a crib…new sunglasses? Pack and Play for the baby? Diaper bag? ALL THREE? That remains to be seen. Anyway, yesterday was payday, and I was having a bad morning. Coming up on a holiday weekend, no plans to be seen. All my friends made plans to go out of town and didn’t include me (thanks, friends!) and to make things worse, I actually WON tickets to see Maria Taylor at the Doug Fir this Saturday, and have no one to go with. Nobody wants to hang out with the pregnant girl. So, on the verge of a meltdown at work yesterday, and without Alana online to talk me down like normal, I decided to do some shopping to make myself feel better. I waked right over to Nordstrom, checked out the sunglasses (decided to wait for the sale), bought a couple of tops at BP (they fit!) and looked at sandals (my feet have grown! aaah!). On my way out, on a whim, I walked into handbags. I looked around for a while, and then stopped at a display of some marc by marc jacobs totes…and there it was. Not a baby bag, but usable as one. Nylon. Quilted. Black. Pretty. I put it on and it fit me perfectly, and I could wear it and have my hands completely free because of the long strap. Perfect for pushing a stroller. Anyway, I bought it. I love it. I am going to buy a diaper bag organizer kit to put inside (travel changing pad, some sort of bottle holder, etc..). And here it is:

After my exciting purchase (I was excited, the salesgirl was excited, we were all excited) I skipped out of Nordstrom and stopped by Baskin Robbins on the way back to the office and bought an Oreo Explosion Sundae (which was amazing) to top off my great lunch hour. A good time was had by all. Later that day, Alana finally got online and I told her my story. She promised to hang out with me this weekend (Me: I had to buy something because I was sad that everyone ditched me this weekend. Alana: I am staying in town. I could have saved you a lot of money!) but being Alana, could appreciate the purchase of an expensive bag. Sunday we are going to do our favorite activity: JB shopping (Jantzen Beach, for those of you not from the ’hood) and I plan to buy some diaper bag necessities. Happy weekend!

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According to my flickr account, this picture is the “most viewed” out of all 3,508 pictures.

About this picture:

It was taken late summer 2005, right before Emily left to go live in France. We were 23. We were at Laura’s family’s house at the coast. We had spent the day shopping, laying in the sun, eating crab and drinking. In this picture, we were obviously intoxicated and had just applied fake tattoos, hence the posing. WHY IS THIS THE MOST VIEWED PICTURE? I think it’s because of Emily…who is going to kill me for posting this…but I am pretty sure she doesn’t read my blog. Heehee. The other star of this picture is Alana’s pink Juicy sweatshirt that I always wanted to permanently steal…PS, I am wearing head to toe Juicy in this picture, how very “2005/I work at Nordstrom” of me. Also, I am thin. I need to look at more pictures like this to remind myself that I won’t always be pregnant and enormous. Speaking of being pregnant and enormous, last night I broke down and took some of the requisite pregnancy profile shots. I will post them soon.

Tomorrow is another Pop Art Party! I need to rest up for the big day.

Treasure

I am what some might call “messy” or “unorganized” in my personal life. I move around a lot and I tend to pack up my stuff, store it somewhere and not get around to unpacking it for a couple years. I accumulate a lot of stuff, so I never really notice if I am missing something. This impending baby has been making me feel like I should, perhaps, get my shit together. This evening, for some reason, I felt inspired to go look at the contents of the trunk of my car, and it was like a TREASURE chest of fun things I had forgotten all about. This is what I found (and this is just what I could carry inside in one trip):

Two of my favorite jackets

A pair of awesome heels I thought I had lost

Two pairs of flip flops i haven’t seen since Mexico

A Pippi Longstocking DVD (?????)

Some random christmas presents I meant to give out in 2006 (guess they are mine now!)

A tote FULL of toiletries (including my Be Delicious fragrance back from when I worked AT NORDSTROM, some expensive skin products, the Amor Amor fragrance Quinn gave me for valentine’s day like, senior year or something and a kind of ridiculous amount of hair products)

About a third of my MASSIVE (and missing) accessories collection (I know you are out there, other two-thirds! I will find you!)

I can’t wait to delve into the rest of my packed up belongings and see what I find.