Thankful for Thursday

I am so glad that it is Thursday. This week has beat me to death. Being sick and out of it was not exactly a recipe for the perfect week. Luckily tomorrow is Friday and it begins a very eventful weekend. Brent's brother Michael is getting married on Saturday. I can't wait! I'll officially have a sister-in-law. No more "Future" sister-in-law introductions. (Don't worry Jenn, your wedding will be here before you know it then I will have TWO sister-in-laws). Well back to the wedding, I'm praying for no rain. I do not want them to get married Jason & Molly style in a torrential down poor. I went by Belk this afternoon to look for a dress to wear to the wedding. (I promised myself that I would wear something out of my closet and not spend money on another dress because let's face it, I have five or so that would be just fine for the event) but this is a FAMILY wedding. There will be tons of pictures and did I really want to be in some dress that I will look back at and say "Why on earth did I wear that?" because there have been plenty of times I have did that. My fashion sense well, doesn't exist. I keep telling myself I'll work on it but I've come to realize I'm quiet content as a fudy-dud when it comes to clothes. The woman at Belk got sassy with me and made my mind up for me about purchasing the dress so I will be in something that didn't cost me a penny (well not this year anyway). I wanted to try something off the mannequin and she made a big fuss about she wasn't allowed and did not think a manager would walk upstairs for that task. Basically she looked at me like I was a problem. Really, me the person willing to shell out cash for your stupid dress and girl wants to go and start something. I stared at her until she called the manager. The manager came up and the sales lady points and says "That one wants something.." I'd already made my mind up prior to trying the dress on. No way I was helping her commission (who knows if Belk even gets that) but it didn't fit and made my decision even easier. I then went to other stores and purchased Brent's Easter Basket Goodies. I think I did good this time. Usually he blows me out of the water. I stand there looking at my adorable gift and get embarrassed to give him whatever random item I thought he'd enjoy. He's a good sport though. He always tells me how great it is when I know deep down he thinks "where did she get the idea that I'd like this?". Maybe marriage will help and some of his great gift giving ability will rub off on me. I can tell I'm still under the weather though because my two hours of shopping wore my legs out. I feel like Brent kicked me in both shins. 


Okay off to watch Mercy. I just love that show... all the love/relationship drama. If you haven't caught on  to it yet wait until season 1 comes out on DVD. It'd totally help you pass a rainy summer weekend.