"I no longer rock."

Uhhh. So I made a discovery today.
I threw away all my shoes accidentally.

Well, not ALL my shoes. Just the GOOD ONES I WEAR TO WORK ALL THE TIME. Here's how I managed THAT moment of genius:

The other day, I had my daughter clean out the car because I was transporting her friends to the restaurant for her birthday. I told her to take everything out of the car that belongs in the house. So, she took a big garbage bag and threw it all in there and brought it into the house. She doesn't realize that I keep all of my work shoes in the CAR so that I can drive to work in comfy shoes and change when I get there.

Last night, I emptied out the fridge and there were a bunch of heavy garbage bags to take outside. It was SUPER hot outside so I waited until it was cool/dark to take the trash out (we have a dumpster). Feeling enterprising, I grabbed all the bags and threw them away. Wow, I felt good. All gone, garbage! Clean fridge! I rock.

Uh. Then I went to look for my shoes this morning and realized I tossed that whole bag of stuff from the car, with the rest of the garbage!!! I no longer rock.

SO! What does one do in a moment of panic? Oh yeah, cut to me shlepping out to the dumpster. It was PACKED full and there was no sign of my bag anywhere near the top. And it smelled. Really, really bad. Like, you know, garbage that had been sitting out in 95 degree weather.EFF!! EFF EFF EFFITY EFF!!!! Oh well, an excuse to go shoe shopping, I suppose.

(See, this is how I justify spending my stimulus check.)

Sizzling in Seattle

My Gosh. It is SO hot outside right now. We went from dreary, rainy spring days to like, host-your-cookout-on-my-forehead weather, overnight. It's a sudden burst of summer. Not that that's a bad thing, per se...I mean, yeah, heck yeah it's gorgeous out there! But c'mon now, weather gods. How about...you know...a nice 70-something day? I feel like a schmoe being indoors when it's sunny but I just can't hack the heat!

Sonny-boy and I went to watch my lovely friend Dianna perform at the Strawberry Festival today. She's a clogger! Her group was dancing at the festival so we went to see her in her element and enjoy a nice day outside.

Cut to me, 10 minutes after her dancing was done (which was awesome, btw!), huffing and puffing my way back to the car, with Sonny clinging to his water bottle, enjoying the ride in his stroller. Where's MY stroller? Holy cow! It was so hot, and the sun so intense, we both had tan lines. And we were only outside for an hour!

I really need to get better at this whole 'enjoying hot weather' thing. A few learnings from today:
1. Don't wear jeans when it's 300 degrees outside. Unless of course you enjoy the fine feeling of denim superglued to your thighs.
2. When attending a Strawberry Festival, do not expect to indulge in strawberry shortcake. Right before we were about to leave, I spied a huge Strawberry Shortcake banner across the park. I sweated my way over there, just to be turned away! Apparently they ran out of whipped cream? It was early in the day, too. Hmph, oh well. I'm sure my thighs didn't need the calories anyway (see #1).
3. Air conditioning in the car = heaven. I don't care how expensive gas is. I'm totally using it.
4. Shorter, sassier "I can wear it down" hair is so much better than longer, frizzier hair pulled into a freakish half-bun.
5. The new Starbucks mint mocha chip frappucino is carb-tastic! You must try.

We ended up over at Dianna's for the evening - her family has air conditioning and an awesome backyard, complete with water toys. Hmm. I only have a deck here at home. I wonder if there are any good water options for smaller spaces? Must investigate.

Here's hoping for a slightly cooler day tomorrow...