I went shopping. I thought I was safe since Thanksgiving hasn't even hit yet. I was wrong. Macy's was an absolute zoo! Luckily I was playing my "Sunshine in my Soul" playlist which makes me happy. Just don't let the title reference to a hymn fool you, you won't be hearing most of these songs in church:
Golden, Jill Scott;
Suddenly I See, KT Tunstall;
Crazy, Gnarls Barkley;
Soak up the Sun, Sheryl Crow;
Lady, Lenny Kravitz;
Rock With You, Michael Jackson;
September, Sisqo and Vitamin C;
Beautiful Day, U2;
Elderly Woman Behind the Counter, Pearl Jam; and
Martyr, Rusted Root,
to name just a few of the 57 non-stop sunshine tunes. Armed with my music, and the confidence that comes from finally, finally figuring out how to tuck my jeans into my tall boots without my jeans getting all bunched up around my knees (this was honestly a weekend highlight!), I beelined through the crowds and maintained my cool on the older than dirt wooden escalator leading to the 6th floor linens. A calm and soothing place full of happy Martha Stewart colors. I'll tell you more about my purchases in another post.
Happy that I was able to find exactly what I came for and for a good price at that, I felt confident and brave; so I wandered down to the shoe department hoping to find new boots for the winter or possibly recommend something to Emily (have you found boots you like yet?). I only needed one glance at this chaotic scene to realize I needed to FLEE! And flee I did (you can tell I am fleeing from the blurriness of this photo which was taken quickly from my cell phone as I ran toward the escalators).
Other than my secret project that caused the whole Macy's extravaganza, Saturday ended simply with Stake Conference (again, too long - over two hours of church on a Saturday night!) and dinner at an Indian restaurant as a small nod to Duwali.