Houston, We Have a Problem

Oh. My. Word. Let me give you the 411.

K. *Deep breath. It's no secret that I gave up shopping for Lent. It's only been four days, and I'm totally doing it. *Looks away while you snort in disbelief. On Saturday, I had to go to the

J.Crew store to return two dresses. I had ordered the chartreuse dress in a size 4 (K, before you give me grief about being a size 4, please realize that J.Crew sizes run LARGE. There is no way that I am a size 2. NO WAY!) and the fresh mint dress in a size 2 online.

RIGHT SIZE! WRONG COLOR! BOO! HISS!

The size 4 fit, but was a bit big in the bust area. Quel surprise, no? Since even seven year olds have questioned the size of my cups. "Mrs. Smart Cookie, why are your breasts so small?" The size 2 fit perfectly, but it was in the wrong color. So I ordered the size 2 in the chartreuse.

However, that left me with two VERY expensive dresses. So get this. I went to the mall. Returned the dresses. AND LEFT WITHOUT BUYING ANYTHING. Can I get a what, what? Because let's be honest. Here are some things I would've bought if I could've. With no hesitation whatsoever.

A BATHING SUIT. I KNOW, I KNOW. I NEED ANOTHER BATHING SUIT LIKE I NEED A HOLE IN THE HEAD.

And this beautiful necklace in a really pretty coral color. So I saved myself at least $120 smackaroonies.

THEN, I went to Target, where I proceeded to lose my beautiful bracelet, and where I bought two books (totally within the terms of the agreement), some pasta bowls, granola bars, moisturizer, sunscreen, dog toys, and this:

THE RABBIT EARS. NOT THE DOG. FORGIVE THE DISGUSTINGLY DIRTY WHITE TILE.

J says that it's cheating. But last time I checked, I was not a dog, and therefore, buying stuff for them, is okay.

Anyhoodle, I've been so good, right? I mean, I was in the belly of the beast, AND I DID NOT CAVE!

Awkward segueway.

So today I was thinking about the Britney Spears concert this Saturday. Yes, my cookies! I AM GOING! And I was thinking about how much fun I was going to have, and how I totally had to get a concert t-shirt. *GASP!

Oh no! Cookies, do you see my concern? Can you put two and two together? I CANNOT BUY THE T-SHIRT UNDER THE TERMS OF LENT! I am devastated. Do you think, maybe, that since it is a one-off, a one time, clearly extenuating circumstance that I could get a t-shirt?

For the love of all that's good and holy, let me know.