Welcome to another edition of Friday Fragments - please visit my friend, the lovely lady Mrs.4444.
Hubby got up at 5:00 AM this morning for a flight - so what's a girl to do - go back to bed?
No, she must take pictures of her shoes. And then post them. A nutcase, for sure.
As promised, an overview of the latest additions to the foot wardrobe...
Gray's the new black
Too taupe to handle (I know, corny, but it's early)
Remember these shooties from last year? I'm still wearing them even though the combination of not 100% knee and bunion is killing me. But they are killer, aren't they?
My Dorothy shoes... taking it home...
The school sent my boy home on Wednesday, his first day back, for a cough. I was in a meeting, and the boy was "quarantined" in the office until the hubs picked him up. We were pretty ticked, though. Granted, the boy had been off sick for a couple days previous, but he'd been home, had a full course of treatment, and had no fever. He's got allergies and refuses to take medicine, and this is what happens. Grrrr!!!
We sent him back the next day, with a note outlining that very fact. Funny, he'd been in class all day but they kicked him out at 2 PM. What was the difference between 2 and 3:30 PM. I understand that it was protocol, but annoying nonetheless. And my boy felt like a pariah.
Is there anyone else out there as old as I am who remembers the original "V" miniseries? I LOVED it, watched it religiously, as mad as I am about Mad Men today. So I was naturally excited but a bit skeptical about the ability of the new series to capture my mad passion.
but who's looking?). I am officially hooked, and conflicted, as it's on at the same time as So you think you can dance AND my Bodyjam class.
Oh my crap, I've got to post over the weekend too. Forgot about that! Catch you then.