Summer Vacation - Talking street, wearing skulls and skating through life in “almost Etnies” - Day 41
Nearing theÂ conclusionÂ toÂ theÂ dog days of summer -- hottest most humid time of the year beginning in July and ending on August 11 - here on the east coast, it'll be aÂ relief toÂ finally get outsideÂ and not feel as ifÂ my face...were...literally...sliding...off...my skull.
Don'tÂ EVEN get me started on boob sweat!
Yesterday, I needed to get out of the houseÂ and took the kids to doÂ a little shoppingÂ (because it was still Africa-hot!) for a business trip my husband and I are taking next weekend.
Okay, soÂ - I won't be attending any of his meetings...or anything...but, I will be introduced to about a gazillion of his clients...AND THEIR WIVES - I wanted to look a little more put-together and a less...you know...suburban-mommy in the big city.
Although it would make a great title for a Lifetime movie, yes?
Don't get me wrong - my closet isn'tÂ allÂ Old Navy and Target, or anything -Â IÂ have a wide variety tastes in clothes (depending on my mood)Â and don't subscribe to any one particularÂ style.
But, theseÂ people are involved in theÂ financial industryÂ and I'm a little more...you know...rock-n-roll.
I'm not saying they don't know how to party -- though my husband and his pals prefer business casual, they'reÂ pretty much freaks after normal banking hoursÂ -- but, somehow I got this idea that flip-flops, jeans andÂ a skull-studded black t-shirt...weren't going to cut it.Â
And there's thisÂ HUGEÂ reception dinner.
The lastÂ catered reception I attended was nearly sixteen years agoÂ and...I have to say...IÂ looked absolutely gorgeousÂ and managed to out-do everyoneÂ there!
Being the bride, and all.
And it wasÂ probably the last time I spentÂ THAT much money...onÂ just one piece of clothing -Â then the kids came and if theÂ store didn't have the words "depot" and "outlet" or "R-us" after it's name...IÂ probably haven't shopped there...in a very long time.
It's supposed toÂ be different when you have kids (isn't it?) and the things that I used to thinkÂ wereÂ importantÂ (like taking showers and getting dressed...everyday) just aren't, anymore.Â They'veÂ been replaced with candy/cookie sales, soccer cleats and getting pumped-up over a picture of you...with your hair a mess and hips gone wild...in crayon!
That's why I was more than happy when my husband suggested I come along ('cause they said I could and are paying, afterall) andÂ since thisÂ would be a trip...WITHOUT CHILDREN...that we should extend the weekend!
We're going to take a quick run over to Cape Cod (using our Marriot points)Â and celebrate our 16th wedding anniversary...a little early.
Yes, we're leaving the kids home - bad mommy, bad daddy -Â because we don't...all that often...andÂ we've grown accustomed to skating through life...but, can appreciate the fact that our kids don't really seem to miss having...you know...all that much.
"Yo, these pantsÂ is trippin'!"
"Wear dis and you be bustin' B-town!"
Even though my girls are straight-A students, I really don't pushÂ them about the academicsÂ too much...well...the thought of shooting for scholarships,Â YES!Â Â But, not as much asÂ allowing them to expressÂ themselves andÂ -- although, "dis" and "you be" did make me want to throw up a little --Â they be comfortable with who they are and thatÂ it's okay to be different.
MyÂ ten-year-oldÂ is currently finding herself "goth."
Sub-culture...call it what you want - it was "punk" in my day -Â no matter, it's a group of people...with something in common...hanging together...who feel...you know...comfortable in their own skin.
Sort of like blogging.
We shouldn't be afraid to express ourselves - especially when it comes to putting yourself out there for the whole world to see - and I shouldn't beÂ worried that Thing TwoÂ talks...uh...what is it again?
"It's called Street...don't ask...she's fine...and we're good."
My poor husband - heÂ did manage to pick his mouth up off the floor and compliment Thing Two on her new "skull cap" - coming home at the end of the day heÂ doesn't know what to expect, anymore...thanÂ different.
I asked Thing Two to look...you know...street...and it wasn't easy - she told Thing One to look at her so she could pretend and get all...you know...angry - but, here she isÂ "mean-muggin-it" for herÂ Mama.Â
And giggling...'cause...street's not easy...you know!
I was able to find an awesome white linen skirt at Old Navy...SHUDDUP!...on sale for $14...BOO-YAA!...and a blackÂ t-shirt andÂ sweater at Target...SHUDDUP, YOU!...and these very sexy silver strappy-thongs on clearance for $4.88...FO-SHIZZLE!
(the sound of crickets chirping)
We're not leaving until Thursday...and you can wish me luck, if you'd like...and relax...don't be afraid of us...we're good...just puttin' the "urban" in suburban!
Anyone up for some baby-sitting?