red lobster=new pants

on saturday night, chris and i drove up to salt lake to meet his mom, LeeAnn for dinner at red lobster {yum!} we got all snazzed up for dinner and afterward we had tickets to go to the utah jazz basketball game. when the waitress brought our food out and asked me if she could put my plate of food in front of me {that alone is enough for another story}, i obliged and oogled over what i was about to feast on: a small lobster tail, a couple snow crab legs, some fried shrimp and a little bit of shrimp scampi. i got excited and went straight for the crab first. as i was attempting to separate the crap legs from each other my hand slipped, sending the little pot of melted butter spewing all over my lap. it looked as if i had peed grease. "looks like you're gonna have to go buy staci a new pair of pants." his mom was totally serious. i didn't mind, but i thought, hey, mom-in-law is working it to get her daughter-in-law some new clothes, i won't argue. i started milking the situation too. "we have to get to the game, we're gonna be late." heaven forbid we miss the first 5 minutes of the 2 hour game. LeeAnn informed us that there was a nordstrom rack just at the other end of the parking lot. PERFECT. after dinner we sped over there and chris dropped me off at the door. "you have 5 minutes, just get in there and get your pants and come right back out...no time for shopping" ok. i ran inside and as the doors shut behind me, i swear i could hear angels aah-ing. shopper's heaven. i had never experienced a nordstrom rack before, only heard rumors of it's splendor. imagine a giant TJMAXX or ROSS filled to the brim with great designer quality expensive nordstrom overstock stuff. there were like 7 rounders chock full of lucky brand jeans, tru religion, sevens, rock and republic...plus the racks of shoes reached clear to the cieling! with my husbands words rolling around in the back of my head i grabbed a pair of $100 lucky brand jeans and headed for the register. "your total comes to $35 please" WHAT?!?! i'm thinking i'll have to spill on myself a little more often.