Oot and Aboot

Babies draw a lot of attention. I went to the movie store, the grocery store and Winners today and someone stopped me at least once in each store to talk to Lucas and ask questions about him. Weird. Most people are really nice, others....over the line. No touching please. And I'm running out of small talk to make with strangers and it's getting awkward.

I love people watching. Especially commenting in my head on what people are wearing. Most of the time the outfits I see/notice warrant only negative comments, but I saw some really nicely dressed girls at Winners today looking very pulled together. One girl had white bermuda shorts with a sheer-ish print blouse and was carrying an awesome green purse. The other girl had nice jeans with heels and a cool print shirt, also carrying a nice bag.

I on the other hand....looked like a complete scrub due to the fact that I had soccer last night, therefore went to bed with wet hair after my shower, which makes me look like Medusa in the morning. I could shower again and actually look presentable, but just for a trip to the grocery store and Winners? Waaaaay too much effort. Especially when I have to set Lucas in his exersaucer and entertain him the whole time I am getting ready. My fab outfit consisted of a tank top, Lulu shorts, flip-flops and a diaper bag. Uber-glamorous.

If I had nothing to do I would sit at random locations in Saskatoon, take pictures of people and their outfits with my phone, and post them on some website with comments. I'm pretty sure Andy would be the only one that would read them, as this used to be a favourite pasttime of ours in University. Sitting in the tunnel or Lower Place and describing what people were wearing as they walked past in a notebook, which was passed on to the other person to do the same. Good times.