This weekend was awesome.
Tyler's mom wanted Greenleigh and Skyler to spend the night Friday, so Tyler and I got to have a date night on Friday. It consisted of calling in a pizza and spending the night on the couch watching The Rum Diary. I usually cook dinner, so the pizza was a nice switch-up. The Rum Diary was weird- good, but weird. I think I would've liked it better if I hadn't seen Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas before I watched it, because the entire movie just reminded me of how much I don't understand that type of humor. Tyler, on the other hand, loved it. Go figure.
Saturday we got up and ate breakfast at Cracker Barrel- I love their apple butter and biscuits- and then headed to the mall in search of an outfit for an exciting event coming up for me. Hear me, ladies. My husband HATES shopping. Like, everything about it. He doesn't like to be overwhelmed with lots of different decisions at once, he despises spending money, and he especially hates shopping with ME because I'm so indecisive. We haven't spent much quality time together at the mall in the four and a half years we've been together.
We spent five hours in seach of an outfit. Five. Tyler helped me out in almost every store, throwing me some ideas and weighing in his opinion. It was actually really fun to have him interested in something for me, and he was such such SUCH a good sport.
On our way out, I talked him into "just swinging in" to Buckle. (I really don't know why I do that to myself every time I walk by, but I just can't stay away.) A chick named Courtney helped me "just try on" some jeans.
Courtney handed me a pair of Rock Revival jeans in my size, and I tried to ignore the price tag as I slipped them on. And as soon as I got them buttoned, I was in love. They felt like velvet, and they might as well have been made for my body.
Girls, help me out. There is just something about finding a pair of jeans that fit you like a glove. The way they feel against your thighs, the way they curve with your hips... It does WONDERS for your morale and self-confidence. I looked at the jeans in the mirror and instantly began salivating.
I showed them off to Tyler, who admitted they were awesome, but he had a minor stroke when he saw the price. Like I said, Tyler hates spending money, and he especially hates spending it on clothes. I said my goodbyes to the jeans from heaven and we walked out and headed toward the car.
We made it all the way into the department store before he groaned and turned me around... and went back to Buckle to get them.
(This. Never. Happens.)
(This. Never. Happens.)
Guess who is excited about Casual Tuesday tomorrow?! This Girl. :)
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| On our way to Kennesaw for a day-date :) |
P.S. If you haven't seen it yet, go check out this amazingly cute, adorable, precious video:
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