I generally have a hate/hate relationship with shopping. Working in retail for 4 years pretty much sucked all the joy out of it for me. I tend to only go shopping when I’m looking for something specific. This tends to lead to all kinds of problems further cementing my dislike of the shopping experience because it means I usually have some very specific idea of what I’m trying to find. I have discovered that I and the manufacturers of items do not tend to be on the same page, and thus I normally have a really hard time finding what I want. Let’s not talk about how long it took me to find a purse that I wanted. By the time I finally found one that made me happy my old one was literally falling apart at the seams.
However, the last 2 times I have gone shopping the shopping gods have smiled upon me. The last time I went shopping was in December for Christmas presents for myself. I needed the aforementioned purse and a new pair of black boots, which my parents were going to buy me as my Christmas gift. I went to exactly two stores and found exactly what I was looking for. It was amazing.
Today was pretty much an exact repeat. I had bought a pair of pants online the other week, but needed to buy some new shirts to go with them. I also wanted to buy a new swimsuit before my trip to Florida in a couple of weeks. I had very specific ideas of what I was looking for, so was sure that I would fruitlessly search for these items and come up empty handed. Not so. I found a swim suit right away at Target. Then I went to the mall and found not one but two shirts at H&M, which was the first store I went into. I also managed to find a third shirt at Macy’s, which was more than I was hoping for. I also stumbled upon a pair of navy blue patent leather ballet flats, which wasn’t something I was even looking for but which will go perfect with my new pants. Best of all everything was on sale. It was a super shopping day. If this keeps up I may actually start enjoying my trips to the mall.
As I have mentioned in this blog before, I enjoy college basketball. Sadly, my one true team, Wake Forest has been in shambles the past few years. I also have ties to both University of Maryland and Loyola University Maryland too though. I attended graduate school at both institutions and currently work at Loyola. As such Maryland has become my backup ACC team when Wake Forest is not doing well, though I always cheer for Wake over Maryland. They unfortunately were not a great back up team this year either as they were barely any better than Wake was.
Until this year I have never really paid any attention to Loyola basketball. I always had my ACC schools to watch, and Loyola even within one of the lesser Division I athletic conferences has been notoriously bad at basketball the entire time I’ve been affiliated with them. That is until this year when they actually started to win games. I didn’t attend any in person but did see several on TV this year, which is a first. About halfway through the season, when it became clear that neither Wake nor Maryland were going to make anything of themselves, but Loyola actually had a shot at winning their conference and getting an automatic bid to the NCAA tournament I started cheering them on like never before. Loyola somehow became my only hope of seeing a team I had a connection with in the big dance this year as improbable as that seemed.
Tonight they managed to pull it off in a nail biter of a game that had me on the edge of my seat about to have a heart attack. They beat Fairfield to win the MAAC championship and a bid to the tournament. It’s only the second time they have ever been in the NCAA tournament, the last and only previous time being back in 1994 (under the coaching I might add of Skip Prosser, who sadly passed away during his tenure as Wake Forest’s coach). They’ll probably only be a 15 or 16 seed and lose in the first round, but for Loyola basketball this is a huge accomplishment, and I’ll be excited to cheer them on in their game. That’s more than I can really say about the final Wake and Maryland games I’ll be watching later this week when they actually play each other in the first round of the ACC tournament. So I temporarily throw my full support behind Loyola and say Go Greyhounds!
Ok, so I just completely plucked that number out of thin air. I’m not really keeping a list (maybe I should?–I don’t want his head to get too big though). Anyway, reason #837 I love my husband is that last night I was complaining that my hands were really cold. I have no idea what was wrong with them. They were so cold it was almost painful. I know I have crappy circulation issues, but this was just crazy. The rest of me didn’t even feel that cold. It was strange. Anyway, all on his own initiative my husband got up and went into the kitchen, microwaved a mug of water so it was hot, and brought it out to me so I could hold onto it and warm up my hands. Guys, I’m seriously married to the sweetest man alive.