Sunday, March 18, 2012

Amusement and Amazement

Conversation with my #3 son ( Background behind this conversation - he had bought himself some shorts which fitted great but, once he was back at uni, he found that he couldn't spend all day sitting down in them without the, ahem, 'boys' being squished. I went past the same shop that he'd bought them in the other day and found they were on sale so I bought him two pairs in the next size up.)

"How were the shorts?"- me
"Really good" - him
"So there was enough room for the boys?"
"So you'll be able to give me grandkids eventually?"
"I guess so"
"Well it was $15 well spent"

You all have conversations with your kids like that, right? We're not weird or abnormal?

I want you to prepare yourself to be amazed and astounded by the rest of this post. Last week I did a whole 30 kilometres!! Yes, I know! That's totally mind-blowing. But even more astounding - I RAN 17 of those kilometres. Bit by bit. Inch by inch I'm clawing back my mileage. It's almost unbearably slow but my aim is to keep my heart rate low so it will be slow until my body says I can go a bit faster. I strung together over a kilometre in one hit on Saturday. Just a few weeks ago I remember thinking that a whole kilometre seemed like such a long way and now I can do it (as long as I walk for a while after).

But it won't go to my head like that little sip of apple cider did. I will be keeping my self restrained, constrained and disciplined until ... until it all feels normal again.

The second thing that you will all be amazed by - I have a dress for the wedding. Actually, that's not totally true - I have two dresses for the wedding. 

 Excuse the dreadful photographs - this is what happens when you interrupt your child from playing an on-line game at just the moment when he is being set upon by gorgons and dragons and other nasties. He gets photographic revenge.

How I came to have two dresses is a tale of bravery and tenacity and self-belief that rivals my marathon story. Friday I decided that I COULD do what every other woman in the world seems to enjoy - I could walk into a dress shop and try on something. And even braver - I could walk into a posh dress shop in my old denim skirt and tee shirt and flip flops (I would have said thongs but some of you foreigners have a different idea of what a thong is - I'm talking footwear not underwear.)

The first shop I went into was empty apart from me and the 20something year old assistant. She was sweet and asked what I was looking for. She did NOT give me the what-the-hell-are-you-doing-in-our-shop-cause-you-don't-fit-our-usual-clientèle-look. She accurately guessed my size, sent me to the dressing room and proceeded to bring in every dress in my size that they had in the shop. I could not do up the zip in any of them. I have a freakishly large rib cage and these dressed were not made to accommodate it. But she even went so far as to recommend other shops and then she wished me luck and I moved on.

The next dress shop had another lovely assistant. I gave her my spiel about needing a dress for a wedding, not being a dress-wearer and being a shopping-hater. And she did the same. I was whisked off to the dressing room and she flooded me with appropriate dresses. I could do up the zips on these ones. And I even had to go down a size. The red one fitted like it had been made for me and although it wasn't what I had in mind, I had a rush of blood to the head and bought it anyway.

Saturday arrived and flushed with my courage and success I decided to hit up a couple of other shops that I'd been recommended. Iven volunteered to be my shopping companion (give the man a medal). We went to  Paddington and started to wander. There are lots of dress shops up and down the street and we went into most of them but I didn't try on anything until I saw THE lace dress. I'd seen it on line the day before and fell in love with it. It looked just as pretty in real life. And then I tried it on - it was a little big and they didn't have another size. But I can sew so that's only a minor hiccup. So I bought it.

And now I have another problem. I like them both. So which do I choose - the red or the black?

And hold your breath for the next thrilling chapter - Shoe and Accessory Shopping : Where The Fun Never Ends!


  1. Both dresses are nice. Keep both. Wear one to the wedding and you have another special dress when needed. I like the red one.

    A teacher I work with told her class "All wearing thongs line up." They gasped and looked at her (5th grade) Yes, we used to call them thongs too.

  2. Where The Fun Never Ends!? I can't wait!!!

    ...once again, blown away by your 30 kilometers!! Keep up the good work!!

  3. Well done on the kms!! That is fantastic!

    And congrats on the shopping efforts...2 dresses is a triumph! I too like them both and if you go with black shoes and accessories they will go with each dress. That's a bonus! What colour are the bridal party wearing? That could help you decide on your dress... And where is it being held? Worse case flip a coin! Or decide which makes you feel better on the day!

  4. They both look awesome! I'm with Andrea - keep both. You'll surely have more occasions coming up to be able to wear them.

    I'm actually reading a book by an Australian author at the moment and sometimes the different vocabulary really throws me for a loop!

  5. OK, I love both, but in my humble fashionista opinion (don't laugh) I say go the black, it's absolutely a knockout on you!

    Way to go on the 30k :)

  6. Defiantly the red one. You look great in it and I still think black shouldn't be worn to a wedding.
    Glad to hear you're back running.

  7. Yay for 30km! That is great news! Just stay patient and you'll be back to normal before you know it. I'm in for the red dress for the wedding and the black for whatever you feel like.

  8. You look great in both. If the guilts don't get you, keep 'em both! For the wedding, wear the red one! It's a head turner ...and why should the bride get ALL the attention! LOL! Congrads on the 30k!

  9. I love the red for the colour, but the cut of the other dress really suits you. Your rib-cage looks perfectly formed in both. Well done on conquering your fears!

  10. Those are both really nice dresses, I can see your dilemma in choosing! Great run as well.

  11. I love dress #2. More fun and flowy! Good for you facing your fear and coming home with not one, but two!

    YAY for building up your run... I hope things continue to improve!

  12. I was gonna say red until I saw the other. Love them both! Go red! 30k? Have you lost your mind? that's fantastic! Who cares about pace, you're running!

  13. I say the black one. Both look great on you, but the black has more of a wedding look to me and the red has more of a "Take me out, honey" look and I think you should save it for a nice dinner with just you and your husband.

  14. Thank you for setting the boys free. I can definitely relate!

  15. Both the dresses are beautiful. Good job on the 30 km!!!!


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