I’ve Got Nothing

Seriously, this week I am SO boring I can hardly stand it.

I could talk about the wedding shower I’m trying to help plan. Tomorrow I’m going shopping with my friend that I’m helping. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night! We have to buy decorations and gifts, and kind of I want to buy another dress. I bought one to wear to the wedding and I rejected one based on Nate telling me it looked like a maternity dress, but I sort of want it anyways. I also sort of wonder if it’s simple enough that I could sew one for myself, but it’s also so inexpensive would it be worth it to just buy it?! AHHH!

Seriously, a glimpse into how my mind works. Terrifying isn’t it?

It’s kind of funny really. Sometimes when I’m talking to Nate I feel the need to explain my train of thought.. you know.. so he’ll stop looking at me like that.

Oh yeah, and while we’re on the topic of Random Stuff, go visit Bagel Dave! I have my sights set on that Golden Bagel award that Gravy Dave keeps winning. I’m starting to think the whole thing is rigged!

8 thoughts on “I’ve Got Nothing

  1. I think you’re thin enough to pull off the babydoll dress without it looking like a maternity dress. Really thin people seem to be able to do those dresses justice.


  2. I definitely prefer the first dress over the second one. Nate and rachel are right.

    P.S. I’m pulling for you! I clicked the link! haha


  3. I think the 2nd one looks better — but then again, my sense of style is questionable. I would be a rich man if I had a nickel for everytime my sister said “You’re wearing that?!?!” before I go out on a date.


  4. I love baby doll dresses so much it’s sickening. I’m such a sucker for an empire waist. Unfortunatley every time I wear one women ask me when I’m due.



  5. Di – Cearly! *I* still think it’s a darn cute dress!

    Jenny – my mother wisely told me that unless you see a baby coming out, don’t comment on a woman you think is pregnant! 🙂


  6. rachel

    a teacher at my school last year actually reached out, touched my tummy, and asked me what was in there. In her defense, she was from some eastern european country, but it was still very ackward to have to say “fat.”


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