Duvet: another word for screwed
Rob and I went to Jysk tonight in search of new sheets for our bed. The sheets that I had were only twin swized, and Rob's were getting old and in need of replacement. The last sheets that I had gotten were from Jysk and I loved them, so it seemed like a clever plan. Alas, it was close to closing time and decisions were being made in a rush. This, is not a good idea, for reference. Luckily we did not end up with anything horrible, like jaguar print, but what we did end up with was a duvet cover - and no sheets. Apparently Rob and I both need lessons in reading information on cases properly. *sigh* So now Rob is going to have to go there after work tommorow, return the duvet cover, and find the proper sheets. So much for soft, clean sheets tonight...
Freakishly Small World
Went to dinner at The Oliver Garden tonight - my absolutely favourite restaurant in the world! It was a spontaneous decision, so we ended up at the one near West Ed, instead of the one near my house. As usual there was a line, so we gave our names and prepared ourselves for at least twenty minutes of standing. I didn't realize I was standing in front of the door to the ladies' room though, and a few second laters was bumped by a woman trying to leave it. I turned, already apologizing, but stopped mid-sentence, stared in suprise and said, "Brianna?" Turns out Brianna and Phil had had the same brilliant idea and were actually just finishing up their meals. She invited us to come sit with them (they had a booth) so we went and the four of us talked for a bit. The waiter brought Rob and I drinks, and a couple minutes later Phil and Brianna their bill. They paid, we said our goodbyes, and off they went. Rob and I continued to sit in the booth, got given menus, ordered and had a lovely dinner. Sometimes coincidences can be awful nice...
Salesclerks on commision should DIE
I had to partake in an activity that I truly despise tonight - bra shopping. I was in desperate need of a real bra that actually fit, and we were at a mall, and well, quite frankly, I think Rob was tired of listening to me complain about the situation. So it was into La Senza we went. They were having one of those large bins of bras everywhere sales, so I poked at those but didn't see any I liked (aka that weren't pink, flowered, or covered in lace). It probably didn't help that I didn't really know what size bra I actually needed. It took a couple of tries to figure out a size that fit, but eventually I did, and one black and one green bras were purchased. I know, it sounds relatively painless but the whole time this annoying girl kept coming over and asking if "I was sure that I didn't need help finding the right size," and offering her oh-so-professional opinions. I wanted to smack her! Her tone of voice was incredibly condescending, her body language said, "You are not worthy to shop in my store," and she used the word 'like' every two seconds. I seriously considered leaving without buying anything and going down to the other end of WEM to another La Senza store, but I felt that that would both be unfair to Rob, and would mean I'd have to go through this all again. So I bit my tongue, picked two bras, and headed towards the cash register. At this point Little Miss Salesclerk informed me that I ought to get a third one as well, since they were 3 for $30, and I wouldn't want to pay $19.50 for each of them instead. That seemed reasonable, so I went back and grabbed the white one (same as my black one) that I had been considering. She rang it all in, looked at the screen and said, "Oh." She called another girl over, who pointed out to her that those were not, in fact, 3 for $30 bras but 2 for $31.50 bras. She looked guiltily at me, "Ummm, well maybe you could just pick out one more and then you'd have two 2 for $31.50s." Yea bloody right. I told her I didn't want to white one, paid for the other two, and quickly left before leaping over the couter to throttle her. I know, it was an honest mistake, but stupid, condescending, highly made-up salesclerks annoy me. The worst thing was that I was in a great mood beforehand, and left incredibly frustrated and grumpy.
Gypsy Skirts
Luckily, while walking past XXI, I spotted a gorgeous green gypsy skirt in the window, tried it on and bought it. I love love love it! I also got a pair of new, plain coloured tank tops but that wasn't nearly as exiciting. It was wierd though - even though I didn't spend much money, I felt as though I had, having not been shopping in sooooo long.
Miniature Pixies
My grad photos arrived today. If anyone is interested in having a miniature picture of Pixie, let me know and I will try and get one to you. I'll probably scan and put up copies later, but am too tired to do so now.
Oh and speaking of graduation: Next Wednesday night is Commencement for my grad. I agreed to go to that, but am not going to the Banquet and Dance on the Saturday. Instead I have decided to go out dancing! More details to come later, but it will be Saturday the 28th, probably at the Roost or Suburbs. If you are interested in joining me, drop me a comment or an email, or, I suppose, just show up. I'll try to remember to put further details up here for those of you who do not let me know.
Rob and I went to Jysk tonight in search of new sheets for our bed. The sheets that I had were only twin swized, and Rob's were getting old and in need of replacement. The last sheets that I had gotten were from Jysk and I loved them, so it seemed like a clever plan. Alas, it was close to closing time and decisions were being made in a rush. This, is not a good idea, for reference. Luckily we did not end up with anything horrible, like jaguar print, but what we did end up with was a duvet cover - and no sheets. Apparently Rob and I both need lessons in reading information on cases properly. *sigh* So now Rob is going to have to go there after work tommorow, return the duvet cover, and find the proper sheets. So much for soft, clean sheets tonight...
Freakishly Small World
Went to dinner at The Oliver Garden tonight - my absolutely favourite restaurant in the world! It was a spontaneous decision, so we ended up at the one near West Ed, instead of the one near my house. As usual there was a line, so we gave our names and prepared ourselves for at least twenty minutes of standing. I didn't realize I was standing in front of the door to the ladies' room though, and a few second laters was bumped by a woman trying to leave it. I turned, already apologizing, but stopped mid-sentence, stared in suprise and said, "Brianna?" Turns out Brianna and Phil had had the same brilliant idea and were actually just finishing up their meals. She invited us to come sit with them (they had a booth) so we went and the four of us talked for a bit. The waiter brought Rob and I drinks, and a couple minutes later Phil and Brianna their bill. They paid, we said our goodbyes, and off they went. Rob and I continued to sit in the booth, got given menus, ordered and had a lovely dinner. Sometimes coincidences can be awful nice...
Salesclerks on commision should DIE
I had to partake in an activity that I truly despise tonight - bra shopping. I was in desperate need of a real bra that actually fit, and we were at a mall, and well, quite frankly, I think Rob was tired of listening to me complain about the situation. So it was into La Senza we went. They were having one of those large bins of bras everywhere sales, so I poked at those but didn't see any I liked (aka that weren't pink, flowered, or covered in lace). It probably didn't help that I didn't really know what size bra I actually needed. It took a couple of tries to figure out a size that fit, but eventually I did, and one black and one green bras were purchased. I know, it sounds relatively painless but the whole time this annoying girl kept coming over and asking if "I was sure that I didn't need help finding the right size," and offering her oh-so-professional opinions. I wanted to smack her! Her tone of voice was incredibly condescending, her body language said, "You are not worthy to shop in my store," and she used the word 'like' every two seconds. I seriously considered leaving without buying anything and going down to the other end of WEM to another La Senza store, but I felt that that would both be unfair to Rob, and would mean I'd have to go through this all again. So I bit my tongue, picked two bras, and headed towards the cash register. At this point Little Miss Salesclerk informed me that I ought to get a third one as well, since they were 3 for $30, and I wouldn't want to pay $19.50 for each of them instead. That seemed reasonable, so I went back and grabbed the white one (same as my black one) that I had been considering. She rang it all in, looked at the screen and said, "Oh." She called another girl over, who pointed out to her that those were not, in fact, 3 for $30 bras but 2 for $31.50 bras. She looked guiltily at me, "Ummm, well maybe you could just pick out one more and then you'd have two 2 for $31.50s." Yea bloody right. I told her I didn't want to white one, paid for the other two, and quickly left before leaping over the couter to throttle her. I know, it was an honest mistake, but stupid, condescending, highly made-up salesclerks annoy me. The worst thing was that I was in a great mood beforehand, and left incredibly frustrated and grumpy.
Gypsy Skirts
Luckily, while walking past XXI, I spotted a gorgeous green gypsy skirt in the window, tried it on and bought it. I love love love it! I also got a pair of new, plain coloured tank tops but that wasn't nearly as exiciting. It was wierd though - even though I didn't spend much money, I felt as though I had, having not been shopping in sooooo long.
Miniature Pixies
My grad photos arrived today. If anyone is interested in having a miniature picture of Pixie, let me know and I will try and get one to you. I'll probably scan and put up copies later, but am too tired to do so now.
Oh and speaking of graduation: Next Wednesday night is Commencement for my grad. I agreed to go to that, but am not going to the Banquet and Dance on the Saturday. Instead I have decided to go out dancing! More details to come later, but it will be Saturday the 28th, probably at the Roost or Suburbs. If you are interested in joining me, drop me a comment or an email, or, I suppose, just show up. I'll try to remember to put further details up here for those of you who do not let me know.
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