I went to go to the mall again. I had to, honest. Returning, from last week's retail therapy session, a purse that was too expensive. Got there before they opened. I had to fill my time - with shoe browsing. Yes. I bought shoes. I've been wanting a pair of open toed, sexy heels and as all my shoes of that nature are in Atlanta... See: (www.bakersshoes.com)

Aren't they perty?
Mmm. Not uncomfortable, either. One never expects sexy shoes to be comfy; however, on the pain scale, the trial wear puts them at a respectable 2. We'll see what it's like tomorrow at the end of shift.
I've found a tattoo place, courtesy of a colleague's recommendation. Now I've only to decide on the location for the image will be custom and I have the elements already in mind. I confess to being more than a little excited. I'm thinking inner right calf. Fleshy enough to stay firm longer than other places. I'll do research - I'll go around asking women in their 50s to show me their calf. Pretty please?
I'm going to sleep now. Or at least to try. I've been up since 9 (a.m.), you'd think I'd be fall-down sleepy. Hmph. I don't even have a boring book to lull me.
4 comments:
I would suggest buying more shoes and staying away from the tatoo parlours. If you love your mother.
Mom
You could kill two birds with one stone and get shoes tattooed on...
Scot (ever-helpful)
I used to have a pair of shoes like that! Now I can't even get my heel off the ground. lol. aj
cute shoes!
Jenifer
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