the other dress

It's not nearly as important as THE dress
but still
for some reason
the mother of the bride
is supposed to have some really nice dress.
I kept waiting to shop
'cause
you know
I was going to loose a ton of weight
and be skinny
in like 2 weeks time.
hah
After getting fussed at for my stupidity
I started shopping
and shopping
and
shopping.
Have I ever mentioned I hate to shop?
and I really hate
to shop
for
clothes

for myself!
anyways
I finally found it.
~
my sweet friend Sara

took me yesterday.
After trying on several ugly dresses
I told her I'd save us some time
if I'd just quite trying on dresses
I didn't like.
I mean
what's the chance of
gagging while it's on the hanger
and loving it
once I got it on?!
At some point
she suggested I try petites.
Umm
I'm not that short!
ummm
maybe I am.
~
I wanted something
made of a shimmery fabric
'cause I didn't want any beads
that could scratch my sweet baby.
It is.
I wanted it to be something I could nurse in
without undressing in the bathroom.
It is.
I wanted something somewhat tailored
so I wouldn't look
any fatter than I am.
It is.
and if it wasn't too much of a bother
I wanted it to be comfortable.
It is.
Thank-you Lord for your provision.
I'm sorry I doubted.
oh
and I'm really sorry about not looking sooner.
~
and
thanks for precious friends!!