And another B

4-27-2011, Weds.

I was going to stay home on my birthday, but then the Penney's ad arrived and everything in the store is on sale for the next 3-4 days, plus there was a coupon with the ad. I've been wanting to look for some nice summer shirts/blouses, partly in anticipation of the Poetry Society Summer Conference coming up in July, so I decided to go shopping.

Ugh! I hate clothes shopping. Either it doesn't fit, or it's an awful color, or the neckline plunges to my belly button, and I don't want to expose it or anything else on the way down to it.

To get right to That point, I didn't find any tops, but I did buy four pair of cotton shorts for around the house, in a size that's really too big for me, but I hate snug elastic around my waist.

On the way to Penney's--which I almost couldn't find because I hadn't been there for years. Knew it was at Collin Creek Mall, but just try finding the entrance!--On the way I stopped at Target to return two pair of pajama shorts I thought could pass as shorts, but decided I didn't like them; and then stopped at PetSmart for food for the doggy.

I started to walk out into the rest of the mall (and by the way, the orthotics do help, but the varicose veins make my legs tired), decided I didn't need anything and didn't want to even think about shopping at Dillards right then, so went from there to the Starbucks at Barnes & Noble, needing some caffeine fortification. Swung by Office Depot to use my reward dollars before they expired, and then headed for one of the 1/2Price Books stores, which was my "reward" destination.

That's where the real "gift" was found. Exciting to no one but me--I found a copy of Poetry Dallas. It's an anthology with...duh... Dallas area poets--back in 1978, and I recognized four names. One name is the lady my Garland PST chapter is named after. Another is a big name man in PST--and when I emailed him, he said the poem in this book is his first in print poem, and through that he met the man who intro'd him to the PST, and he's been an active member (and past president) ever since.

After I got home, Nan called and she and Kasey walked over so he and Baxter could have a play date. Kasey was in the dog house. After all the rain we'd had, KC discovered MUD. All four legs, his face, part of his side...major Mud Puppy. Nan would not let him in the house until they could get him scrubbed off. (That was either Monday or Tuesday, I guess.)

Since I was gone so much earlier, and had changed clothes and didn't want to change again, I gave John the choice of dinner out, or leftovers and massage my feet later. Heh. I knew he'd choose option 2.

Then later, Sandy next door asked (for reasons I won't go into) if I could walk their new dog Lucky, and pay some attention to her for the next couple of days--which is no problem. She's been wanting to come over here to play, especially when Kasey is here, too. So I'll get her in the morning and she'll get to walk with Baxter.

And that's been my birthday, more or less. And that's enough.