Been a While Since We Had Some Whine to Go With the Cheese ...
Today, I did pretty well while out shopping with DH (and DD) but still, I want to cry a little bit and whine a lot.
DH has been a pain in the backside about my skorts, which are wearing out, so he has a bit of a point.
Right now, his gripe, as it's been for the past 4 years, is that they're "not flattering." He's also told me my 8-year-old LE swimsuit (that mostly fits) is "not flattering."
We have this conversation every year leading into the family vacation. He b!tches about my clothes; I get huffy; he yells at me & gives me a variation on "THIS is why you fail!"; and I simultaneously want to strangle him and cry my eyes out.
But, anyway, the bottom line is, I need new bottoms - shorts, skorts, or skirts - as well as new pajamas, socks, & underwear. Oh and bras, including sports bras, and workout clothing. (Real effing bras, not the stupid Frederick's of Hollywood ones that DH likes to fantasize about.)
We went out with the idea we could possibly accomplish part of this today.
We came home with ... 2 tops and a pair of shoes. All of which I'm starting to worry that I don't strictly need (have plenty of tops, TBH, because I'm not going anywhere and the shoes are cute in a size 6, but look dopey in a size 10) and will be sorry we bought.
Anyway, I'm annoyed and I feel terrible about my body right now and I'm mad at DH for putting a "Friday I'm In Love" t-shirt on hold for me at the Lane Bryant Outlet because (1) it was gray; (2) I don't NEED any more freakin' tops; and (3) he thinks he's being cute, but I think it's stupid.
What's even worse is, despite knowing that crop pants won't work for my body, I tried some on and they were ... not at all good.
I didn't pout or huff, but I'm really feeling down.
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Liz
DD (3/2010)
"Make mistakes! Get messy!" - Miss Frizzle