Kick up your heels!

This morning, I rolled out of bed and hit the ground running. I didn't even check my email. Since my trusty leopard print flats are wearing through on one side, I took myself to Payless and shopped the hell out of the clearance rack. Blew $29 and change and got FOUR PAIRS OF SHOES.

I got:

Chocolate brown suede loafers with little bows in brown voile with ivory polka dots

Gold flats overlaid with black lace

Black patent slingbacks with asymetric buckles and tiny little kitten heels

And for a pop of color, some hot pink kitten-heeled peeptoes with bows and little heart-shaped cutouts

There was a pair of Real Heels that I'm half sorry I didn't get: they were like grown-up Mary Janes, basic black, but they weren't on sale.

Then I went across the street to Wal*mart and got massive groceries. I'm trying to reform my bad eating habits, so there's water and juice and tea instead of soda, more fresh stuff and a lot fewer convenience foods. Go me. I got a bottle of ginger dressing, because I've discovered that a dose of that is a terrific cure for iceburg lettuce.

Tomorrow, if I have any get up and go left, I may get stuff to touch up my hair with....

Kick up your heels!

This morning, I rolled out of bed and hit the ground running. I didn't even check my email. Since my trusty leopard print flats are wearing through on one side, I took myself to Payless and shopped the hell out of the clearance rack. Blew $29 and change and got FOUR PAIRS OF SHOES.

I got:

Chocolate brown suede loafers with little bows in brown voile with ivory polka dots

Gold flats overlaid with black lace

Black patent slingbacks with asymetric buckles and tiny little kitten heels

And for a pop of color, some hot pink kitten-heeled peeptoes with bows and little heart-shaped cutouts

There was a pair of Real Heels that I'm half sorry I didn't get: they were like grown-up Mary Janes, basic black, but they weren't on sale.

Then I went across the street to Wal*mart and got massive groceries. I'm trying to reform my bad eating habits, so there's water and juice and tea instead of soda, more fresh stuff and a lot fewer convenience foods. Go me. I got a bottle of ginger dressing, because I've discovered that a dose of that is a terrific cure for iceburg lettuce.

Tomorrow, if I have any get up and go left, I may get stuff to touch up my hair with....

Le Mot Juste (It's French. Like mayonaise.)

One of the things I snagged at W*M this afternoon was a Maxine calendar, something small enough to hold in my hand while I'm on the phone and do the pencil count (14 business days from the time your order shipped would be....). January was good for a huge laugh: "This is the year I finally do something with the extra room where the junk collects... Close the door and pretend it's not there."---except in my case, it's "Stop pretending it's not there."

In case you're wonder why I'm not logged in and not taking calls, I was rather indisposed earlier. (Too many salads, I think.) This may also be due to the fact that all I've consumed today is a half-gallon of apple juice. That'll teach me to shop on an empty stomach!

And now a sort of inertia has set in. I'm hoping to rally enough energy to fix myself something to eat---I have a fridge and cabinets FULL of real food, AND in between trips to the loo, I blitzed the kitchen---emptied the sink, wiped down the stove (and pots and pans thereon), cleared and scrubbed the hell out of the counter.

Maybe I'll settle down with a cookbook and figure out what dinner's going to be....

Le Mot Juste (It's French. Like mayonaise.)

One of the things I snagged at W*M this afternoon was a Maxine calendar, something small enough to hold in my hand while I'm on the phone and do the pencil count (14 business days from the time your order shipped would be....). January was good for a huge laugh: "This is the year I finally do something with the extra room where the junk collects... Close the door and pretend it's not there."---except in my case, it's "Stop pretending it's not there."

In case you're wonder why I'm not logged in and not taking calls, I was rather indisposed earlier. (Too many salads, I think.) This may also be due to the fact that all I've consumed today is a half-gallon of apple juice. That'll teach me to shop on an empty stomach!

And now a sort of inertia has set in. I'm hoping to rally enough energy to fix myself something to eat---I have a fridge and cabinets FULL of real food, AND in between trips to the loo, I blitzed the kitchen---emptied the sink, wiped down the stove (and pots and pans thereon), cleared and scrubbed the hell out of the counter.

Maybe I'll settle down with a cookbook and figure out what dinner's going to be....