Jenna at the Lucky outlet
Mission I: Get Mo into a reasonable, gorgeous pair of Lucky Brand jeans. I am a huge Lucky Brand jeans evangelist. The best thing that could possibly happen to me is if they start making Lucky Brand jeans in organic cotton. Then I will know I have died and gone to heaven.
After Jenna wore a pair of mine in Charleston last year, she too saw the light and started buying them for herself and her husband. Still, she swears the pair of mine that she tried on were the best.
After trying on no less than 30 pairs of jeans, Mo bought a pair ... which we promptly returned the next morning. What happened was that she ALSO tried on my jeans and decided that out of all the jeans in the store, the ones I had worn (same pair that Jenna tried in Charleston) were the best! Therefore she would not settle for the pair she had purchased; she decided to keep trying Lucky stores throughout the land until she found THE PAIR OF JEANS that fit her like these. *Any self-respecting woman from a first world country reading this is nodding her head in agreement right now. This IS a noble quest.*
I always thought the Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants was fiction ... until now. Mo went home with my jeans. When something remarkable happens to her in them or when someone else needs them, she has vowed to put them in the mail and send them to us.
Mo picking the onions off of her quesadilla at Barefoot Bernies
The server offered to take it back, but she promised him she'd let him know if she could still taste them when she was done. Jenna got to eat her guacamole and sour cream, so it wasn't a total loss.
A few days later in Cary, NC, in the middle of tornado warnings, my gorgeous little niece decided to crash into some molding between the laundry room and the kitchen, producing a gash in her forehead.
Things are done slightly differently than they were done when I was a kid. For example, there is now such a thing as a Pediatric Urgent Care. What happened to those incompetent doc-in-a-boxes that we had when we were children? Also you don't HAVE to get a shot of novacaine to prepare you for stitches nowadays. Apparently they can just apply a little numbing gel to your forehead while you play in the kid-friendly waiting room for 30 minutes!
That same night - oblivious to the happenings in North Carolina - Nicole and I went to our friend Bill's web site launch. He's put together a handy-dandy little site for things to do in and around Richmond. I put a link to this on the right. Personally, I really love the format! Very simple.
And since we're on the topic of outlet shopping and Anna, here is another picture of the little sweetie in the sunflower outfit I sent her after outlet shopping with my Mom in Florida in April. Could this be a disease??