I really didn't get a new one, I already have three and DH thinks that is plenty. If you didn't guess already, it's lyrics...Saving Abel...they are performing in a tiny hole in the wall bar twenty minutes from my house tonight.
We LOVE live music, and neither of us had any idea they were even close! Who knew!?!? So, I rarely 'go out' and thus have no idea how to dress for such things...I am always very self-conscious about how I look, especially when I am out and about. In attempt to find non-mom, non-teacher, non-fat girl clothes suitable for a bar...I raided my teenage daughters' closets. Hey, closet raids can go both ways, right? I paid for all of it! Here is what I came up with.
|Not bad for an over-weight, middle aged mom, eh?|
The clothes on the counter are not mine, btw...they belong to DH.
here. This year it will go in the same place, but will be a double expansion of what it was before. Today, the garden space looks like this...