Putting in a 9 hour day on a Saturday...

Mr. P and I put in a 9 hour day eating out, shopping, eating out again, and then some more shopping. Purely decadent, and so. much. fun.

When we set out, I had a few things I knew for sure I wanted to get...and then also hoped to stumble across some fun stuff. On the top of my list was spotted dick pudding, the kind you can microwave, because cooking spotted dick pudding on the stove is such a pain in the ass. CHECK.

Then, next on the list was some sunglasses for Mr. P. Check.

After I read my sister's post from last weekend, I NEEDED a chili/chocolate bar and hand weights. check. check.

After we got home and pulled everything out of the bags to put away,

I had much needed realization. I have had a crappy attitude this week, some of it had to do with the healthy, healthy, healthy stuff, some of it was because I am getting anxious about the status of a few of my papers for work, some of it was that I get just downright cranky when the weather is gray.

While you might see pens, a paring knife and Chinese New Year monkey bank, there is more important stuff in there. There is being married to the person that you want to spend 9 hours with looking in every nook and cranny of eight stores. There are stable jobs in a time where many are suffering from economic uncertainty. There is the luxury of not working on the weekends. oh. and Extra watermelon gum. All very. Very. VERY. good. stuff.

P.S. The long tube looking thing in the back of the montage picture is a 3-D shark kite for Steamboat's visit in MAY. Apparently uncles fly kites with nephews and you just can not risk passing up such a kite as this.