One of THOSE Days...

I have been so incredibly moody today.  Moody enough to change my blog header at least 14 times in the past 12 hours.  Enough to never want to see Photoshop or InDesign for a few days.  I'm feeling so dang indecisive about everything. 

I didn't go to the gym today.  I ate a pack of starbursts. I drank soda. I'm in total sugar addiction mode.  Stupid hormones.  I even drank a beer last night.  Today, in total need of a glass of wine.  

But I did take Luna for a haircut and she looks fabulous.  I was ten minutes late on dropping her off and ten minutes late on picking her up though.  I figured I'd stay consistent.

Then I stood in front of the moisturizers at Kmart for at least a half hour tonight trying to pick out a brand since the one I've been using and that has been recommended is out.  And has been out for two weeks.  I couldn't decide if I should prevent wrinkles, prevent the sun, stop wrinkles, reduce wrinkles, clarify my pores, reduce acnes marks, tone my skin, or look refreshed and renewed.  It was an exhausting process.

I finally decided on Aveeno Smart Essentials.  The nighttime moisturizer at night and the eye thingy for those puffy eyes I get when I only have a few hours of sleep.  Which is too often.

I still will always use Vaseline on my eyes and lips at night.  It's a little tip a friend gave months ago on her Vlog that I still follow.  It always makes me feel refreshed in the morning and it's great at getting off waterproof mascara.  

We'll see how I like them.  Tomorrow I'll probably change my mind.  But I'm going to use them consistently unless I totally hate them.  I need a refreshing change.  I'm such a sucker for advertising.  They say they're the smart, natural choice.  They must be telling the truth right?  

I wish I could live one day as my hubby and he could live one period day as me.  Poor guy.  Hopefully, I wake up on the right side of the hormones, I mean bed, tomorrow.

Uh Oh...

I found a new dress site I love.  Ruche.  Just like Modcloth, it's kind of addicting.  Even worse, they have the cutest accessories too.  And as an old lady, I love having accessories.  Too much is never enough, right?  Hmmm.  It's pretty hard to stop "window shopping" during my downtime.  I was good though; I only bought one dress... but way too many other things.  A girl has got to look cute.

What?  It's not like I went crazy or anything?

I wanted these too, but they're out of my sizes.  

Oh, well.  I made sure I signed up to be notified if they're restocked.  This is the one damn problem with feeling good, I just can't stop shopping!  

(all pictures courtesy of www.shopruche.com )

I'm the Oldest Young Person You Know...

That's what I've been told.  That I'm the oldest young person that most people know.  I'm not exactly sure if that's a compliment or if it just means that I act like a boring old lady.  I mean, I do.  Kinda.  I mean, I am.  Kinda.  But that's completely fine with me.  

I can tell you that at least once a week someone tells me that I should have been a twenty-something in the 1940's or the 1950's.  My mom is usually the one dishing that one out, but tons of my customers do too.  I could wear a dress everyday of my life and be completely fine with it.  Even in the dead of winter I'll make due with some tights and boots.  I think I've found a style that finally suits me.  It only took me until I was 26 to figure it out.  I mean what's wrong with fondness for old lady sweaters and vagabond knitted hats?  Anything with a touch of vintage charm is completely perfect for me.

Or is it my clip on earrings and old lady charm?  Maybe it's the earring of the month club.  I'm not exactly sure.  Maybe it's my librarian attitude?  Or the Modcloth shopping that includes my little dress shopping habit.  Or my new favorite site Ruche.

Maybe it's having the 40's on four on Sirius playing every time I'm in the car (sorry hubby, I can't help it!).  Ya gotta love some Glenn Miller Band.

All I know is that I take it as a compliment.  I think I'd make my Grama a proper companion back in the day.  Just sitting drinking tea and bullshitting with the girls and doing the least amount of housework possible (minus Grama's pesky cigarette habit that she had back then).

The other day when my hubby caught me getting out of the shower, he also saw me in my favorite little item I picked up about a month ago.

It possibly could cross the limit of the old lady charm.  Personally, I think my shower cap is stunning!  At least as stunning as a shower cap can possibly be.  I mean he might have asked me if I was eighty, but I don't think many eighty-year olds can rock a shower cap quite like I do. 

Now, if I start wearing rain caps on outside, then I might have a problem.  Is there an I Love Lucy or Golden Girls episode I could reference for help with this problem?  If there is, maybe I should re-watch it for the 100th time.  Then again, maybe those shows are what caused my problem.  Damn TV.  You always get the best of me!