The temperature is 82 right now and I realized today that I don’ t have clothes for this weather. I’ve never been pregnant in summer before. I’ve got one nice white skirt with a stretchy waistband that I wore to church this morning. And then Sophie got chocolate all over it. I went to change out of it so I could treat the stains right away and stood in front of my closet in despair. i’ve got quite a few nice winter-weight skirts with stretchy waistbands. All of them looked way too dark and heavy for such a summery day. I’ve got one very old Indian print cotton skirt with a rip in the hem that I’m wearing now. Ok for around the house but not so much for going out in public. And I’ve got a couple each of black and gray stretchy cotton skirts that I’ve been wearing in rotation all winter long that I love but just don’t want to wear when it feels like it does now.
The thing is I’ve already made a trip to the maternity store near us and they had nothing for me in the way of skirts. Their entire selection was couple of mini skirts, a handful of dresses (not practical when one is still nursing) but they had absolutely not a single below the knees skirt. I prefer skirts to capris but even their selection of capris didn’t work for me. They all fit funny in the waist and hips.
I prefer skirts that are longer. Ankle length is my favorite and I’ll settle for mid-calf. I refuse to wear anything that doesn’t fall at least a couple of inches below my knees. I spend too much time down on the floor with the kids.
Is this just part of a general trend against skirts? I noticed this morning that I was one of maybe six women in mass wearing skirts or dresses. Every other woman was wearing slacks, jeans, capris or shorts.
Anyway, looks like I may have to go shopping this week. I wish I knew of a reliable source of not very expensive long skirts that a woman with a rapidly expanding waist might be able to wear. They don’t have to be maternity so long as they come in x-large and have a elastic waist.
Yes, it’s mint chocolate chip. Funny that used to be my favorite when I was a little girl. At some point on the way to adulthood I switched to chocolate. But when I started getting ice cream with Bella regularly for some reason I switched and mint chip became our standard flavor to share.
Mint choc chip is a favourite round here too … though Cherub discovered double chocolate while we were at the seaside. Eek. I quite often choose strawberry these days, which is a flavour I never much liked as a child.
I love strawberry gelato. It was my favorite when I lived in Italy. (I always got a scoop of strawberry and a scoop of chocolate.) And I like strawberry ice cream when it is done well. But it’s rather hit or miss. Sometimes it just isn’t.
I haven’t yet allowed Bella to discover choosing her own flavor. She just eats some of whatever I get. Mostly because the kiddie size cones all seem to me almost too big for me to eat much less her. It’s a constant complain Dom and I have. The cone I’m holding in the photo above is a kiddie size cone, and I’d already eaten quite a bit when Dom snapped the shot.
Oh my … that is considerably bigger than a standard size cone here! We usually just ask for a small scoop for Cherub, so she probably has around a third of that. If I had to buy that size then she would definitely be sharing too!
And yes, it definitely has to be good strawberry ice cream – the sort that tastes of real strawberries. But I wouldn’t mix strawberry and chocolate. Strawberry and vanilla would be my preference. Nothing matches up to real Italian ice cream though, does it.
Yes the unfortunate American tendency to supersize everything. Dom and I spent a good five minutes ranting about it as we ate our ice creams.
No, nothing matches a good Italian ice cream. I miss it so.
Mint choc chip?
That ice-cream looks sooo nice. My favourite is vanilla butterscotch. It is cold here now but I could still eat ice-cream – if I wasn’t on a diet.