We got ourselves together earlier than usual for a Saturday morning and went to a family seminar at church. I had to snap a photo on my way to the car of our outrageous crepe myrtle bursting with pink goodness. She's a rather proud tree.(500) Days of Summer. Um, could it have BEEN any cuter or quirkier? Nope. Pardon my Chandler Bingness. Scott even liked it.
We followed the movie with a trip to our new local yogurt bar, Sprinkles. Apparently these places are all the rage. You select your flavors, your toppings and pay by the ounce. You are then encouraged to stay and read, play games, socialize...you know, just hang. Scott and I both did a neopolitan-esque cup, except I chose Key Lime (delightful and refreshing) instead of vanilla. It was DEE-lish.
I had an itchin' to go to the mall without a little person, so I talked Scott into it. He was a good sport. I wanted to try out a new-to-me perfume, Chance by Chanel. I liked it okay, but I fell back in love with Coco Mademoiselle which I used to wear several years ago. What can I say, I am creature of habit.
On the way out of Macy's, this display scared me something awful.
No, your eyes are not playing tricks on you, those are stirrup pants. I almost cried. They were right next to big shirts and lots of plaid. Who makes these fashion decisions? We need to talk.