Gray Hairs and Wool Blends

I'm resigned to the fact that I am aging. The signs are all coming. The white hair...on my chin. The extra bit of "me" that wasn't in the mirror the last time I looked at my behind. The lack of energy. The excitement of looking for a new business suit.

What was that last part?

Hello, my name is Jennifer. I like shopping for business suits.

On a Saturday night (party!), I found myself looking forward to going to the mall to find a new suit to wear on a business trip this week to the cold north. First I went to Steinmart because sometimes you can find some suits that are really cute and not all uptight. But I didn't find any thing. Well, I didn't find any clothes. But I did find, oh, about a billion decoration things for the house. But it was okay, because I had a 20% off coupon they sent for my birthday. They are so nice.

So I headed off to the mall. Dillards, struck out. Desperation was in the air. I was trying to avoid going to Ann Taylor because I know I would spend way too much. Not necessarily on the suit but on the other 15 items that were too cute to pass up. So then I headed to Macy's which I normally don't shop a lot. I didn't like the layout, but they had some great winter suits on sale. So good I bought 2! So maybe the next time I have a trip, I won't have to make a mad dash to the mall. Of course the next time I go probably won't be in the winter, so I may have to adjust that.

Well, other than the fact that I'm now leaning toward wearing my basic nice black suit instead of one of the new ones, I'm all set.

Aging isn't so bad. I just never thought I would be fighting acne and cellulite at the same time.