My weekend was a roller coaster of estate and church rummage sales. Friday on my way home from work I found that adorable vintage high chair at a rummage sale for only $15! (For those of you who don’t read my more personal livejournal blog and might not know…we’re expecting a baby in September!) Saturday I was super excited about a giant sale full of kids/baby/maternity stuff, only to be completely overwhelmed when I got there. I picked out a few unisex clothes, then decided I didn’t love any of them enough to wait in a 30+ minute long line on a beautiful sunny day. Feeling unsatisfied with the outcome of that one, I went to FOUR other rummage sales and came home completely empty handed! I guess I used up all my good sale karma for the weekend on the high chair! 🙂
I had written down a bunch of estate/garage sales to hit around town on my errand running yesterday, but forgot to write down the times. At the end of the work day, I was heading home from way across town (in Friday rush hour traffic). Part of me was trying to be practical saying, “If you skip that last rummage sale and just go home, you won’t have to drive 80+ blocks through traffic and you’ll save some gas. And besides, you don’t even know if it’s still open.” But I just couldn’t go home. I felt the need to drive all the way out there just to see. And if I hadn’t, I would have never found this little gem of a high chair that looks so cute in our vintage kitchen. 🙂 The best part? It was only $15.
My belly button is so totally gonna pop out at some point. It’s already at least half way to the surface. I’m excited to see it again…it’s been a long time.
If you want the background on that (and why would you? but I’m going to tell it anyway)…I used to have a totally normal belly button. I actually thought it was quite cute. Then I had to wear a back brace for my scoliosis for a few years, which was like a giant corset. At the end of that time, my stomach skin had been squished together for so long that my belly button turned into a little slit. Then as I widened over the years it became a deep innie. You could really stick a good fingertip in there. Now it’s starting to look like it used to and that makes me happy, even if it’s only temporary. Maybe after I’m pregnant it will look more normal again like in the good ol’ days. ??? And then again, maybe it will just disappear back into the recesses of my tummy.
Oh, and I forgot to say that Q finally got to feel the baby move on Sunday. It gave a really good kick right where his hand was. It was cool!
I just got back from my first prenatal yoga class. It was really great and relaxing. (Until I had to go outside in this horribly gross cold weather we’re having! But then I came home and warmed up with a nice long shower.) I almost drooled while we were doing the guided meditation, but I caught it in time. The class is only on Wednesdays and I’m already looking forward to next week.
Our bathroom mirror doesn’t allow me to see the full effect of my growing belly unless I stand on my toes. Lately I’ve caught glimpses of myself in other mirrors (at work, at restaurants, etc.) and thought, “Whoa! I look like a pregnant lady!” I’m poppin’ out, my friends.
I have a big thing for vintage dishes and souvenir plates…so much so that my husband has cut me off from bringing home any more cups or glasses. The cupboards are full! My little collection of plates just sits in a silver buffet waiting to see the daylight. That’s why I love Lisa Congdon’s plate wall! What a fabulous way to display your collection and decorate your house at the same time! She’s posted a tutorial here, so you can create your own.
My new sandwich obsession is bread, mayo, cheese, and alfalfa sprouts. Nothing more. Nothing less. And yes, I do realize that it sounds kinda gross! But I think it tastes just perfect!
What’s funny is that I used to be a bit grossed out by mayo in certain cases and now I can’t get enough of it. I promise I won’t eat it directly off the spoon!