I mentioned that my sister Lindsay (above, left) came down from San Francisco to spend Easter weekend with us, but I didn't tell you she was also here to celebrate our birthdays together. She turned 27 in March, I turn 34 tomorrow (Tuesday).
Despite being only five hours away, she's a working girl -- a filming, editing, choreographing, dancing girl, so we don't get to see her very often. She's also my fashion consultant. Granted, I seek her company shopping, but you cannot blame her for my unhip clothing choices.
On Saturday, Lindsay, my mom, our friend Nancy and I spent a lovely lunch hour at our favorite hip, local Greek sports bar. She gave me some fabulous handmade earrings and a most awesome book. I gave her a cute bag and a new beach towel. (I definitely got the better gift.) Then my mom, sister and I headed to the mall to replace my most worn-out, stained, and shrunken clothing. (Thanks, Mom!!)
I'm not a big shopper, definitely not a big spender. I do go a little crazy buying books once in a while. When it comes to clothes, I know what I like -- natural fibers, classic styles, colors and patterns that hide stains without being gaudy -- and half the time it doesn't exist. Thus, my mother had to sew my wedding dress. I am determined to learn to make my own clothes.
But for now, I was extremely grateful to have a little help in dressing myself. I freaked my sister out with some of the items I pulled off the rack to admire, but in the end, I think she and my mom approved my choices.
Tomorrow I'm looking forward to another relaxing day -- out to lunch with my mom and the boys, dinner with my sweet hubby, and hopefully some time in my garden and knitting in between.