Title added as afterthought

Editor's note.  I  have decided to remove the information about my husband.  I know a lot of people have seen it, but that doesn't mean I should keep letting people see it when I am uncomfortable.  I'm sorry. 

Sunday I ran a few errands.  I wore my new pink/purple striped blouse, a pair of Lee jeans, and my black zip up motorcycle-type boots.  I had my hair pulled back with a textured brown ponytail holder, and being over the top girly,  wore a little pink and black kanazashi, you haven't seen these ones before.

I wore my calla lily pendant bead necklace, sparkly earrings and bracelet (you can barely see it, stage left).

Sunday, I got to do both shopping for necessities, and some fun spending.  The first necessity was a trip to SBAC to pick up some hash.  I am finding it is a much better "evening dose" than the cannabis, although it sucks for the acute pain.  Then I want the buds.

I had a bit of Jack Herer, and purple grandfather

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So when I went to the SBAC, I picked up a gram of Purple dragon, a gram of Sour Diesel which was top shelf.   I also got an eighth of Cotton Candy Kush, which even though it is a hybrid, is supposed to be as close to a heavy sativa as he had, even though he had sativas. Then because  I had spent a minimum amount, I received a half gram of pineapple diesel hash as an incentive.  Have I said how much I love this apothecary?  They are so well priced, and they have incentive programs. Given the absolute hell of some of these migraines, and the fact I cannot get to an ER because DH cannot drive, I finally conceded I need a "knock me out cold" strength strain sometimes, and that is the Cotton Candy Kush.  Until now, I had purposely avoided going into a coma, because I generally want to always be just a couple of hours away from sober.  But migraines I consider ER worthy would mean I was as good as knocked out anyway.

The other necessities were a couple of Wacoal bras.  That gives me four bras that are the right size, so that should be okay.  Those suckers cost, but I have learned that you get what you pay for when it comes to bras; you save more money by making the initial investment than you do having to replace the cheapo bras every two months.  The joys of big tits

Then I went to (wait for it)...Lush.  WHeeeee!  I still had about $70 on the Amex gift card, which  I spentspentspent.  Realize, I bought small pieces of everything but the shampoo, so I wasn't paying the prices on the website. I actually was almost out of my facial cleanser, Angels on Bare Skin.  It will be gone by next weekend, when I am busy, and god forbid I run out for even one second.  Although realistically, with all the headaches, I probably was wise to just get it over with on a day I felt okay.... I also wanted to get a makeup remover, since the cleanser doesn't do that.  I wanted to see if they had a solid dandruff shampoo, and to buy some more jelly soap.  They figured out a much better way of packaging the jelly, and it will be a lot easier to use.  

I always tell them my age, because I want the products for aging.  I am still vain enough to get a kick from the shocked look on their faces, since I don't look 47.  So the cleanser recommended was Ultra Bland. The shampoo for dandruff is called Soak Float, so I got a bar of that, and a round tin to keep it in.

I also got some of their special "Day of the Dead" soap, Catrina, and the jelly the Calacas.  So fun. And my gift card covered everything, with less than a dollar to spare.

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Ugh, this post is also showing bad judgement.  But I feel like I needed to "discuss" it.

Shopping and eating.

I had a very bad night's sleep last night. In fact, I went to bed at 2pm this afternoon, and woke up about 4 hours later. Now my head is killing me. I am worried that my mood and headaches are tugging each other along, but see my shrink on the 19th, and I am not in crisis.

So while I do plan to get back to my Lush life posts, I did sort of want to make an effort to chronicle what I wear. Both as an exercise in persistence, and maybe to help me learn how to "see" myself in clothes. So these are not examples of any real fashion sense, although it would be interesting if I could use a blog to develop one.

I forgot to mention that Thursday, I bit the bullet, and bought some Wacoal bras. Sure, they look like they could shield my tits from heavy ordinance, but they are COMFORTABLE! And for that much money, they damn well fucking better be. I just bought two, figuring I would get sized at the Famous Lingerie shop, and then order them from less expensive places. Well, I cannot find anyplace that sells them for less (in fact, even the few dollar difference in the styles I got are matched). Going to Nordstroms to get fitted for the bras was what gave me the excuse to bop over to Lush again, by the by.

Saturday, we hung out at home. in the early afternoon, I decided to hit the Goodwill on De Anza. I actually wore the blue capris again, because they were good for one more wear, and I didn't want to wear them somewhere nice. I also wore a slightly rumpled Nine West black tunic, with embossing down the arms and front, and a lace up neck. I didn't feel I needed to look my very freshest for staff of Goodwill. I'm a bitch, but I am also one of the better dressed customers.



Oh, why do I attract sad, lonely, little old ladies? I say something polite to them, and suddenly it as if I have found a stray. I don't want to discourage them from talking to me, I understand why they do it. But I don't know what to say. I guess by just talking, that is enough. I usually can think of a reason to break things off eventually.

At the De Anza Goodwill, I got some Coldwater Creek straight leg jeans (a brand cut well for me), a really cute makeup box (to be displayed on a post soon). Also, some very minimialist gladiator sandals, and a really cute pair of autumnal earrings:





we decided to go out for dinner at Yuki Sushi. This is a lovely Japanese restaurant two miles away, which serves fusion rolls for our gaijin palates, but is always crammed with native Japanese families. I think this was the 4th time we have been there in a year, which is a lot for us. So I wore my new Coldwater Creek jeans, and the black version of the Nine West tunic (I tend to buy shirts I like in more than one color). I wore my "gypsy" necklace, which has brass stars and coins, and my new earrings. Also, my minimalist gladiators.

Another item I have really fallen in love with lately are kanzashi, which are japanese hair ornaments of stiffly starched and folded fabric: Here are one of each pair of mine, and I do plan to get a pair or two more from where I bought these, at Eni-thing:

So I felt very pulled together on Saturday, freshly showered, hair as "done" as I do it. I even wore foundation and eye makeup. We had really great sushi. And by the time I got home, I had a migraine. UUGGHH!

So that pretty much took care of Sunday.

It is very late Wednesday, and I would like to try to work on going to bed. I still have to tell you about what I wore Monday and Tuesday, and my failure to engage at the Goodwill in Santa Clara Tuesday.

As I said, the bad news is I am not sleeping. Although I only slept 4 hours after being awake for 24, 10 hours has passed since I woke, and I am not tired.

Well, I keep raising topics for new posts. If I continue to do this, I am going to have to write blog task lists. Still, better to have too much to write about, than not enough.

I will leave you with my jammies. It has cooled off here quite abruptly.