Good thing blue is one of my favorite colors ;)
It was the perfect temperature outside today. I could wear my cute boyfriend jeans with my navy silk, short sleeved poet's blouse (Banana Republic 2 summers ago) and my sparkly sandals! My happy outfit. Perfect for a happy day.
Below, one of my Happy Shirts!
Picture of me in it... but not a great picture of the shirt because I have my arm around my friend, it looks like my shirt is pulling!
My happy sandals. I found them at the Nine West outlet last year. I don't think they were more than $20. At a price like that how could I not have happy feet?
A happy day means one with no children! The boys would stay home and work in the yard. Daddy had all sorts of projects for them. Rebecca was headed to a friend's house for the afternoon. As soon as I could drop her off I would experience FREEDOM!
After dropping Rebecca off I headed to Home Goods. Boy there's a lot of stuff there. Funny how stores like that have a way of making you feel like you need stuff you never knew you needed! I saw some great framed mirrors for great prices... I'm going to hang mirrors of all sizes and shapes in one of the smaller rooms. I do need a few more. I love mirrors. The mirrors will certainly make the small room appear larger as well. I'll show you when I'm done. (I'm not starting it until school starts though.) I walked out empty handed. It wasn't intentional!
From there I went to Anthropologie. There it was a good deal harder to control myself. I love their housewares. Got some great crafty/creative ideas for future projects. I came home with these adorable earrings! These make me happy too! (I love bees!)
From there I headed to Crate & Barrel. Didn't get anything there either. Was not impressed. At all. It's all too contemporary for me.
I then hopped into my car. Since I was feeling all happy I had the windows all open and down. And I was so happy to hear one of my all time favorite summer songs...
It used to seem to me
That my life ran on too fast
And I had to take it slowly
Just to make the good parts last
But when youre born to run
Its so hard to just slow down
So dont be surprised to see me
Back in that bright part of town
Ill be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
Ill be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched me once will smile and take me in
And Ill drink and dance with one hand free
Let the world back into me
And on Ill be a sight to see
Back in the high life again
You used to be the best
To make life be life to me
And I hope that youre still out there
And youre like you used to be
Well have ourselves a time
And well dance til the morning sun
And well let the good times come in
And we wont stop til were done
Well be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
Well be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in
And well drink and dance with one hand free
And have the world so easily
And oh well be a sight to see
Back in the high life again
Well be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
Well be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in
And well drink and dance with one hand free
And have the world so easily
And oh well be a sight to see
Back in the high life again
Isn't that just the best summertime song ever? I had just gotten my driver's license the summer that song was released. I drove a hand-me-down. (Not too shabby albeit!) How cool was I to sing to Steve Winwood completely off-key in that car, in Newport no less! Sigh... I miss my old car...
And Yes, I sang just as loudly and most likely out of tune today with all my windows open because that makes me happy too! (I'll be 80 and singing loudly, out of tune with my windows open... Beware!)
From there I went to the best ever French bakery this side of Paris called Isabelle & Vincent. I picked up a baguette and three little brioche for the kidlets to have for breakfast tomorrow. Why? Because really good French bakeries make me happy!
From there I headed to Tarjay in search for some Birthday gifts for my baby who turns the Big oh Four on Labor Day. I made out like a bandit and stayed within budget! And got nothing for me! On my way out I stopped off for a treat at Starbucks. I can't possibly have a perfectly happy day without stopping off at Starbucks now, can I?!
When I got home and pulled into the driveway I saw my boys at the top of the hill. Daddy had just pulled the tractor our of the garage. The boys were eagerly awaiting their chance to ride it. I went down to the basement, grabbed myself a beer from the fridge and hung with my boys and watched as they took turns on the tractor.
It was a perfectly perfect day... I wonder what the hell will go wrong tomorrow ;)