I want to start getting back into the habit of posting more about what I do with my life, especially on the weekends, especially since soon I’ll have four day weekends and then SEVEN DAY WEEKENDS 😀 I even took my camera with my everywhere but OF COURSE I hardly took any pictures. Quelle surprise, amirite?
Anyway, I mostly spent my weekend wandering around the city getting sunburnt. On Saturday Taylor and I walked all three dogs down to Second Beach and back. I wore my skimpiest tank top and ended up with crispy shoulders, which still persist in feeling tender even though the burn has mostly faded to a sweet tan.
The tide was out so there was lots of charming slimy seaweed everywhere. Dogs aren’t allowed on most of the beaches and we saw a lot of people getting lectured by lifeguards and ticketed by park rangers so we stayed up on the Seawall and spied on people at the pool.
On Sunday I dragged Taylor all over the city looking for that most elusive of prey: DECENT MATERNITY SHORTS LIKE OMG IT IS SUMMER IT IS HOT I NEED SOME SHORTS. I tried H&M, even though their maternity section is a single rack of horrible garbage, and then made the trek out the West 4th to visit some actual maternity stores. Before we went I actually checked the website for one of them and the “shorts” page had 6 pairs of bermuda-length jorts and 10 pairs of hideous capris so I wasn’t very optimistic. As expected it was a total bust, so I consoled myself with a few cute baby things from the rich jerk baby stores and a giant body pillow, aka my new bff. After I got home I found a pair of tiny American Apparel shorts at the bottom of my pajama drawer that still fit alright, and it turns out they’re on sale for EIGHT DOLLARS so I just ordered a couple pairs in a larger size. Problem solved!