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Wondering what the hell happened to my blog..?

Yeah, me too!

I've lost my blojo. It's easy to figure out why, of course. I've been blogging fairly solidly for the past couple of months. It's not that I don't have anything I could blog about - just this morning I've dropped the ball on the Cherish Your Cherubs Project over at Seven Cherubs (I'm thinking if doubling up next week because I actually didn't do my homework this week - bad, bad, blogger!)... In fact, there is always something to blog about.

It's just that I've lost a bit of the get-up-and-blog that I've been experiencing of late. I'm having a bit of a blogistential crisis, you might say.

My stats for the past two days make pathetic look like a healthy specimen, but you know what, I'm still here! Apparently, a barely existent blogpulse doesn't actually make me disappear as I was beginning to suspect it might.

Last night I was low. I was very, very low. I was all 'why is this happening to me' and 'why can't something just go right for once'... The problem with pity parties is they are usually under-attended. You go to all sorts of lengths to make them attractive; finger foods, balloons and strobe lights and it's still usually just a party of one... What a waste of energy, eh?

So, today I did what any woman in our society would do when chocolate really isn't an option and life doesn't seem worth living...

I went shopping... What did I buy? I knew you'd want to know, so here we go...

I went to my favourite jewellery store - Diva - and got these...


And these...


As you can tell, I'm in a bit of a black mood. It'll pass, but while it's here, might as well indulge it. I tend to be attracted all things brightly coloured, so a bit of black once is a while is probably very grounding for me! I'm very attracted to feathers at the moment, and lo and behold Diva has proclaimed feathers *in* this season. How very serendipitous!

While I was already out spending money we don't really have (I arranged an advanced payment from Centrelink - judge me if you will), I thought I'd better get Ari a couple of things. He desperately needed some new shirts and sandals - he may be growing slowly but he's growing nonetheless.

We did get him a cheap pair of thongs from Big W last week - out of desperation - but I loathe and detest thongs (sorry, it's true, I just don't like the look, especially if they're those rubbery variety). Also the offensive footwear had Buzz Lightyear on them, and I really, really don't like branded footwear (clothing yes, footwear no, that's just how I roll). So, I really wanted to get him a pair of sandals. Polos from Big W and sandals from Target (yeah, no Seed or other exclusive labels in this house)...


He's looks pretty spunky, if I say so myself...


Yes, that's right, I changed him at the bus bay so I could take photos there and then - that's the kind of mother and blogger I am.

There's a blog post in here somewhere about the numbing of consumerism and how we use shopping to sedate our over-stimulated nerves and placate our insatiable sense of entitlement, but I'll leave that for another day - right now I'm going to go have a caffeine ladened hot beverage and bask in the afterglow of a morning spent getting a consumer hit!

Comments

Amy said…
Shopping is my feel better activity too.
Not good for the bank balance. But it is good for my soul...

He looks pleased with his new clothes!

No judgement here Sif! Look forward to reading you blog post about the numbing of consumerism and how we use shopping to sedate our over-stimulated nerves and placate our insatiable sense of entitlement.
Kelly Exeter said…
Sometimes blogs need a like button.

LIKE :)
Sif said…
Hehehe, Amy, I'll have to work up to it! Shopping is great though, isn't it?

Kelly, aw thanks, but I'm kind of glad they don't - I much prefer comments full of a range of lovely words! I'm glad you liked it :).
Eloise said…
You know, sometimes there just is nothing like a bit of retail therapy to cheer you up. And its not like we do it every weekend (I would love to but I don't hahaha) so what's the harm every blue moon or so. I love Ari's new outfits, especially the yellow. My boys will need summer clothes soon too, which will no doubt need patching after 3 wears just like their winter stuff *sigh*.
I love the things you bought. I love stripey polo shirts on boys. I'm always buying them for mine. I hope you're feeling cheerier soon xx
Sif said…
Eloise, I don't know if my boys are getting tougher on their clothes, with each new one, or if clothing manufacturers are just making crappier quality clothes, but my first two passed their clothes on with minimal wear and tear. My third totally wore the mand me downs outs, as well as any new clothes I bought him, so I find I'm having to buy new for Ari as well! And pray they last the season!

Kate, the shopping cheered me a lot, actually, thanks. Of course, I can't just go shopping every time I feel crappy (wouldn't that be nice!). Might have to investigate more permanent options for mood stabilising!
Sarah Mac said…
Sometimes you just have to do something that makes you feel good and sod everything else.

Love the jewlery and the clothes you bought. x

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