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And have been singing along to <em>everything<\/em> while I&#8217;ve been at home or in the car with my mom going to and from work. I mean, seriously, what other musical do you know of has the line &#8220;The blood of the martyrs will water the meadows of France&#8221;? in the lyrics? None. And it&#8217;s like having awe and morbidity all rolled in with a tablespoon of awesome. And have I mentioned that I&#8217;m really excited? (And it&#8217;s not even until July&#8230; I wonder if I can keep this up, haha.)<\/p>\n<p>So I was texting Clay and I asked him what he thought I should blog about today. He had a great first suggestion. Which I vetoed because it was kinda&#8230; inappropriate-ish by a lot? Then there was the suggestion of cars and games. Guess I know what kind of entries his blog would have if he had one? But then I came up wih something&#8230; With the help of my sister D, who was rooting through my closet.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>D: When did you get this? [holds up a hanger with a black dress]<br \/>\nM: Umm, last summer.<br \/>\nD: How about this? [holds up a hanger with a green skirt]<br \/>\nM: Late summer.<br \/>\nD: And this? [holds up a hanger with a red skirt]<br \/>\nM: Umm&#8230; Maybe before midterms?<br \/>\n[several items later that have been purchased since last year&#8230;]<br \/>\nD: You&#8217;ve gotten a lot of nicer clothes since you started dating what&#8217;s-his-name*.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>And when she said that, I got up off of my bed and looked into my closet. I don&#8217;t use my closet all too often, I have a wardrobe for all of my &#8216;I don&#8217;t care if it wrinkles&#8217; things. But she had a point, I realized. I have more than just a &#8216;few&#8217; skirts hanging in my closet, a few shirts that I actually care if they get wrinkled, dresses that I actually like that I didn&#8217;t get as hand-me-downs. And most of them have been purchased within the last year, except for my grad dress and two skirts. She finds it &#8216;fascinating&#8217; and I call it a coincidence. Then she also pointed out that I have shirts that &#8220;shows things&#8221; (seriously, that&#8217;s what she said). My answer to that: I don&#8217;t really have much to show, so I don&#8217;t think it really matters&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>But before she mentioned it, I never really thought about it. I pay a little bit more attention to skirts and dresses now whenever I&#8217;m shopping, perhaps. And I have an absurd amount of jewellery that can go with pretty much any outfit, if I ever remembered to put some on (but that&#8217;s made, not bought, not directly anyways). And, I don&#8217;t know. I think what she&#8217;s confusing as &#8216;my baby sister&#8217;s buying clothes to please a guy&#8217; is more &#8216;my baby sister finally has money that she could potentially use to spend on clothes she can completely branch away from wearing hand-me-downs like she did for so many years of her life&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>I mean, when she moved away, she didn&#8217;t bring a whole lot of clothes with her. Now she&#8217;s come back, she has like 6 times the amount of clothes that she ever used to have, a lot of nice jackets, not a whole lot of skirts, but she did buy a dress while she was in the States. And because she <em>claims<\/em> that she never had any romantic interest in anyone while spending a few years in sunny California, she can say that she bought the new clothes for herself and herself only. But, I suppose in her mindset, because I&#8217;m dating someone, things get scrutinized a little.<\/p>\n<p>You should have heard her when she recalled the trip to the mall and, subsequently, the lingerie store. &#8220;Are you having <strong><em>sex<\/em><\/strong>?!&#8221; My answer: &#8220;You mean like&#8230; right now, at this very moment? I would think that someone with a <em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><strong>biology<\/strong><\/span><\/em> degree would be able to tell.&#8221; She shut up after that. Totally a conversation that should never be had with someone that I&#8217;m related to, regardless of the answer.<\/p>\n<p><small>* My sisters both know about Clay. J&#8217;s met him before, D hasn&#8217;t. But D never remembers his name and refers to him as &#8216;what&#8217;s-his-name&#8217;.<\/small><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Heather &#8211; I have tickets for Les Miserables! I&#8217;m so excited for it. I&#8217;ve been driving my sisters insane since I&#8217;m sort of (maybe) just a little bit crazy and have been (only sort of) counting down&#8230; I&#8217;m a nut, what can I say? 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