~outfits on the cheap~

 I normally save my thrifting runs for Friday night

but the way I was feeling by the time my husband

got home last night from work required

IMMEDIATE ATTENTION!

I needed to get the hell out.

It was one of those afternoons.

My "calgon take me away" spot is the local

neighborhood 2nd hand store.

Check out the outfit I scored for $7.

 

The skirt was $5 and the shirt was $2.

I love the hem of the skirt. 

The shoes were a score many months ago

at the same place for $4. They have become 

one of my summer staple pieces.

While at the store, enjoying my alone time,

taking a breather from the kids, I couldn't help

but overhear and follow around a beastly "mom"

who was, in my opinion, verbally abusing her 

3 year old daughter. The poor little girl was 

tired and cranky, it was 8:00 at night for 

God's sake, she should have been in bed.

She was crying and whining and her mom was

being so mean to her because of it. 

I felt so bad for her and felt like I needed to 

follow them around (discreetly). I thought

for sure she was going to hurt her physically.

I finally couldn't take it anymore and asked

the mom if I could give her the little package

of fruity snacks that I had in my purse for my kids.

She said it was OK and felt the need to

tell me, "Oh-she's cute but she's a mouthy brat."

I said, "Well she's tired. My kids hate this store too."

 What I really wanted to say was,

"BITCH! Your kids problem is YOU!"

I get the concept of don't judge until you've walked

a mile in someone's shoes and for the most I 

believe and live that way. I know sometimes

we all raise our voices to our kids and a stranger

looking in, not seeing the whole story or picture,

may see it differently than what the reality is.

BUT-I couldn't help

but think that no matter what kind of day

this woman had just had, that little girl

didn't deserve treatment like that 

("You're a brat. I can't stand you. I can call

a bad person to come get you. I can take you

outside to the front of the store and leave you there

until I'm done." This is the kind of stuff she

was saying to her daughter)

 And.....

if that's how she treats her in public, how

must she treat her in private? 

It broke my heart. 

I followed her around the whole time and ended up

in the dressing room right next to her too.

When I came out of my room-they were gone.

I said a little prayer that the girl would be alright....

and also for the momma.

She was no doubt stressed and miserable.

 

It made me come home and squeeze 

my kids a little tighter and thank my 

husband for the breaks I get whenever I 

feel like I'm about to blow. 

On a lighter note......

just wait and see how cute this skirt

looks as a shirt!