As you all know, last Sunday was my birthday. My sister surprised me with a $10 gift card to Old Navy. Woot wooot! I was super excited. I figured I should at least be able to get a new shirt or something. Which my wardrobe is desperately in need of. So on Tuesday evening Bryan and the big O and I went to Old Navy. We looked at all the new stuff. It was nice, but I didn't see anything I really wanted to spend my sweet birthday gift card on. Then we hit the clearance section. Where I belong. Some of the stuff there, sadly, did not belong. Some of the things were not on clearance. They were just on sale. (Yes, cute, trendy skirts, being available for $24 when you used to be $26 is hardly clearance. You should be ashamed of yourselves.) But when I stopped gawking at the shameless trendy skirts, parading around the clearance section when they obviously belonged in some private country club, I noticed the jeans.
Oh, the jeans. I usually don't even look through jeans anymore. They never fit right and it usually ends in some postpartum body remorse. But when Bryan said, "Hey, there's jeans," or something like that, for some reason I decided to check them out. Now, we all know that jeans in the clearance section usually have awkward butterfly bling on the rear end or some super strange strings lining the sides, but these ones didn't. They were lovely. So plain. So normal. So I grabbed six pairs to try on. Three in one size, three in another.
Well, wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles, the smaller size fit! And they fit great. Instantly my new favorite jeans. BFFs. And I never say BFFs. Oh, and guess how much they cost? $5. Five dollars! Ah! It still fills me with joy every time I think of it.
See? They are so miraculously normal! And just the right ratio of sungness-looseness. So comfy and wonderful. Absolute bliss.
And since I still had some extra gift card dough left over, I also bought this awesome shirt.
$1.97. That's less than two dollars, folks.
So, in short, that's about a $7.00 steal from Old Navy. With some extra cash to burn. Awesome birthday present. Thank you! And to my wonderful siblings who didn't send me birthday presents-- I still love you all. A lot. And I never remember to send you birthday presents. Or cards for that matter. So we're still cool, right? :)
Next up on my great buys from this past week are these little friends that I bought last Saturday.
$6.50. Which, admittedly, was more than I was hoping the lady at the garage sale would ask for them since I fished them all out of a huge box of McDonald's toys and other junk. I kind of thought she'd say something like, "Oh, 10 cents a piece. I don't really care." Especially since they were already packing things up. But when I asked her how much she wanted for them she leaned in close so the other shoppers couldn't hear and said, "Well, we were asking $1.00 or 50 cents per toy," (now she was almost whispering), "but I'll give them to you for 25 cents a piece."
Seriously lady? 25 cents? Gosh. I guess, sadly, she knew as well as I did how much name brand, Fisher Price Little People figures go for. So I sucked it up and paid the 25 cents per toy. Which is still way, way cheaper than paying $10 for a set of three. So, even though I still kind of feel like she ripped me off, I think it was a good purchase. Especially since Olivia actually really likes them.
Unfortunately, one of her favorite figures seems to be this one:
The Swarthy Sister Missionary
Eew. Why did I even buy this one? Oh, right. Because I wanted to be a good mom and teach Olivia about the gospel and missionaries and stuff.