Youngest Sister's Child is due--well, today. She'll be induced on Wednesday if there is no sign of arrival, and not a moment too soon, because Macy's is having a forty percent plus forty percent off sale and no child needs that many tiny rompers and tiny tiny overalls. I'm telling you, when I got the first few checked out and saw the price, the only thing that actually stopped me from stripping the entire rack (surely a baby will be born to my family eventually that can wear it, right?) is the fact I was distracted with Starbucks and my sister faking labor.
Then of course my sisters and I played the "I Am More Thrifty Than You Are" Game, where one speaks of craiglist and the other of consignment shops and I nodded and let them win. It's not that I don't agree. But I fail at finding clothes new that fit (jeans, people, jeans). I just do not see my chances are as good as Mrs I Found This Coach Bag at Goodwill Who Is the Man Now when she's like a size 2 or something and everything in the galaxy fits her.
Have stolen dS season two DVDs from Child and get to rewatch now. Happy.
Yep. Still lethargic. Even typing feels like too much work.