We went to the mall yesterday.
For some reason, I feel like that sentence needs to stand alone. I’m not terribly fond of malls. I worked at a mall for years when I was homeschooled, and my weekly dose of The World then (proper noun for all that is ungodly and burning to the ground after the rapture) came from Seventeen magazine and whatever was happening in the halls of Genesee Valley Mall. There’s a small chunk of my life characterized by Auntie Anne pretzels, spritzing perfume at Hudson’s on my lunch break and inhaling the brain-programming scent I’m convinced Abercrombie pumps through their air vents–the stuff that makes you want to buy too-tight clothes and make out with cute guys. I did neither. But I wanted to. I don’t know what it is about malls now, but they make me feel a little claustrophobic.
So when Lainey wanted to go to the mall to ride the carousel horse yesterday, I convinced myself that at least it’s air-conditioned, we have an H&M now, and I’m a grown woman who’s built up immunities against the evils of the Abercrombie fumes.
I forgot how cool the mall can actually be when you’re a kid.
But yesterday, I remembered.
The pet store was a hit.
And the giant ride-on animals.
And the $3 balloon dogs I have to thank for my deepened smile lines. You would have thought I gave Nella a real puppy.
In the spirit of balloon dogs and mall pet stores…more little things enjoyed this past weekend:
Okay, one big thing..
Brett turned 50.
And today we celebrate eight years together.
He gets a trilogy of holidays in one month–Father’s Day, birthday, anniversary. So he’s loved up real good come July.
More random happies…
And temporary tattoos that are never washing off. Ever.
I finished a wallpaper project this weekend as part of our musical rooms adventure. The girls are moving in together, and Dash is getting his own room. I’ll post the finished rooms when they’re all done, but I have two things to say about our new *cough*fake*cough* brick wall. A: I love it. And B: Those YouTube wallpaper tutorial people who smile through pasting and smoothing and lining up edges, talking about how easy it is? I hate them. In all fairness, the first half was awful, but once you get a rhythm going, it gets easier.
She loves watching the bottom of her dresses swish while she runs. So much we have to remind her to look up. Sister gets a little distracted enjoying the small things.
If you’re looking for a good mechanic in Collier County, Dash will be opening his garage soon. Still working on a slogan, but in the running is: “If it’s broken, he’ll try to fix it. And if it’s not broken, it will be when he’s done with it.”
Hand holding (she forced him, but still…cute, eh?)
He’s already a hard core biker with his “get your hands off my bike” attitude.
She invents new styles and does them herself every day.
(shirt from The Measure)
Boat watching and shell shopping.
He’s practicing his mall walk.
(Bill Murray tee, Passive Juice Motel)
Hope ya’ll are finding lots to enjoy this week!