Is the perfect charity gala dress any less wonderful if you pay only $17 for it? No joke. I spotted this amazing little number from accross the crowded sales floor. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. There was ONE in my size. I quickly grabbed it. My heart was pounding as I walked casually to the dressing room, so as not to appear overly excited. I took several dresses with me... but was only interested in one. It was the very first dress I would try on, and on it went... amazing color, cut, style... looked FABULOUS without looking like it was "trying". I was buying it... price was not a factor. I not so casually ran to the counter to pay for this perfect specimen of a dress. And it rang up at $17... I was ready to pay 20X that amount. It was as if heaven and earth moved, and the shopping gods provided divine intervention to almost GIVE me this dress, because we were obviously destined to be together. Now I can relax and have fun with accessories, lingerie, and shoes. And, when I get tons of compliments... and I WILL get tons of compliments... I will be proud to admit what I paid. I'm not about cheap buys, but I am ALL about great buys!
I'm realizing that this gala event is way out of my league. I don't care, it's going to be fun. But, they have started sending the silent auction information out... yeah... not going to happen for us. Amazing vacations, evenings w/ local notables, all very much out of my price range. Is it wrong that I'm willing to spend thousands of dollars on my skin surgery, but not on charity? I feel like I'm working with this population every day, and do my best to help these families to save health care dollars every day, so I'm doing my part? I can't help but to think how much I've put into losing weight... time and energy and MONEY. I feel very justified in this pursuit, but every once in a while, I think how nuts it kind of really is.
Another day I'm not worrying about it. Isn't that spontaneous in and of itself?
Activia & cottage cheese mix (yum), Zone bar, more Thai chicken and noodles (another yum). Last night, I bought my kids Easter baskets, and some candy. But not much. I'm realizing that I used to buy gobs of candy... for ME. They didn't really eat that much candy. I would "give" it to them, and then eat it myself. Amazing how they always ended up with MY favorites in their baskets and eggs? Coincidence? I think NOT. This year, I actually bought what THEY liked, and only enough pieces for 24 eggs. Twenty four PIECES of actual candy? That is stellar my friends. I can still have some, if I want. But, what sanity is this? Hooray! Happy Easter weekend, or long weekend, or whatever you celebrate... as long as it's band friendly! XOXO