Do you remember how last year I kind of took a step into adulthood by buying my first winter jacket? Well this entire week it's been raining and windy as hell and last night? It fucking snowed. Thank god we had nothing in Superior, but we drove up on the hill in Duluth and yeah....they have snow...on the ground. SADS. But this actually reminded me that my jacket from last year? Is not going to work. Mostly because most of the buttons have fallen off and I think I only have one. And I can't even tell you where that is because instead of putting in say...my pocket...I think I put it somewhere safe. Evidently it's somewhere I rarely go because I can't find the fucker.
But it doesn't matter anyways because (confession time) I can't sew. I can't even sew a button. I pretty much just throw something out or give it to the free store in the event a button falls off. I understand that technically I could learn how to sew but it doesn't interest me and frankly- it's an excuse to go shopping.
And after having those really cute boots that were $120 that only went barely to my ankles for an entire winter- I can tell you they are basically useless. I can't even tell you how many times my ankles were frozen or my pants soaking wet.
This means, basically, that an advancements into adulthood I have previously made are rendered moot. Fuck.
On the bright side- this means I can go shopping. Which if I want to go hiking in the ice caves of Bayfield, I need proper winter gear. And oh god... I think that means I need snowpants. I haven't worn snow pants since I was in third grade and I fucking hated them then. I can't walk, I feel fat, and they make that annoying "swish swish" noise that I hate. I seriously look at people with windpants and stuff and I'm always like, "Wow- look at that asshole". Matt has a pair of these things he wears ALL OF THE TIME and I fucking hate it. It's like- just put some real pants on, will ya? *sigh*
Oh- here's my other dilemma. So tomorrow Krysten and I are going to be in Minneapolis for the Maroon 5/One Republic concert. Be jealous lambwhores. (Which is why you won't have a post from me for tomorrow and I know you're sad but I'm pretty sure you won't kill yourself.) (And in the event you do, I am not going to accept any liability for that.) But I pretty much having nothing to wear. I went through Target really quick and found some sweaters...but I don't know. Nothing made my happy spot feel special. All of my fun concert clothes are too big for me now (which is GREAT except that a few of those shirts I really loved...). So I don't know. I can't wear just a t-shirt because it'll be cold. But I don't want to wear something too warm because I'll die sweating. The problems in my world are big, folks.
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