Monday - NOT!

Good morning, Barb.

Comfy jams. New coffee cup. Great book. Inspiration. These are the things I woke up with this morning, and indeed, all are made so much better by the fact that it's still vacation! Loved reading from you this morning and was happy to hear you had such an enjoyable Sunday night. (OMG - T! That's been awhile, eh?) Sounds like a lot of fun, and just what the doc ordered for the migraine.

We finished the weekend quietly last night after C went home. We had a blah dinner and then JJ and I sat down to read for a bit before bedtime. Three hours later, when he had long gone to bed and I caught a glimpse at the clock - midnight - I forced myself to put my book down and call it a night. I am reading The Glass Castle by Jeannette Wells, which I have wanted to read for over a year. I absolutely cannot put it down, B. This is such a cliche, but it's riveting. I seriously could have stayed up and finished it, cover to cover, if I didn't have to get up and be a mom today. I can't wait to find time today to curl up and get back into it.

Not that I couldn't be doing that right now...but like I said, I woke up with inspiration. Ok, maybe I didn't wake up with it, but it came to me early; I feel like writing today, and I want to get to it before I lose it. My to-do list is long, and my house is a complete mess, but I've neglected my blog for too long. Priorities.

Honestly, you didn't know I was a high-heeled shoe ho? Good lord, I'm the queen of heels. And yes, I probably do have all those foot afflictions - which is why I don't go barefoot - but I willingly pay the price, most of the time. Which is not to say that I don't change into my slippers the minute I walk through the door of my house, like Mr. Rogers changes his sweater. The ones J gave me are a little crazy, even for me, but I spied them weeks ago and he remembered. Who knows what I'll wear them with. I'm planning to debut them at K's New Years tapas party, so I guess i had better get my butt over to Nordstrom pretty soon and find a complimenting outfit. Because I'm made of money, right.

Talk at you later,
Love, A