Sorry for the lack of posting. Last week was bad. Like work all week, someone stealing my credit card information, $40 going missing from my purse while at school, wind storm so strong it knocks our entire fence over, bad. And today my daughter is throwing up. So yeah. Looks like this week is going to be a winner too.
But this outfit is pretty good. It was actually going to be the last outfit that I posted for my abbreviated 30 for 30. It is just so simple and classic. I felt pretty great in it too. Ironically it's the last thing I wore before my life fell apart last time and I was absent from blogging for so long. But that's a story for another day.
My sweet husband and I are having this "discussion" last night. We got to talking about the royal wedding this week and that got us to talking about Princess Diana and subsequently her death. We were talking about where we were when we found out. And we both say "We were at the bar and it came on TV." And I say "Yeah we were at Applebee's." And my husband says "No. We were at the "such and such" pub in our old neighborhood." He can't remember the name of the place, which to me is suspect. But long, boring story short, we cannot agree. We are both convinced of where we were. And it just got me to thinking. Memory is a weird thing.
And that's it really. Until next time.