I am coveting new boots.
I have a lot of shoes for someone who works at home at least 2 days a week.
But these boots are stone colored.
In the late 80’s I had a pair of white ankle boots that I wore everywhere.
I got married in a pair of white satin molly ringwald-esque ankle boots.
White Boots used to be my thing.
Could these boots be my mid-life crisis?
I had 2 lattes today. One of them had an extra shot, so I had a total of FIVE Shots of espresso today.
I walked to the library for my weekly trip. I could have run it, but I didn’t want to crash into anything.
Just for fun I requested
Cincuenta sombras de Grey.
For those of you who are not bilingual, that’s Fifty Shades of Grey in Español. I figure, I already know that it woofs, but I’m not sure how good my Spanish skills now that I’m out of practice.
I have some things to write for a Christmas show for adults. (I don’t mean pornography, um erotica) It’s a holiday snarkfest and this is the first time I’ve ever written for it. I really love this particular theatre company, and I consider it an honor to write for them, but I feel a little pressure (from myself of course) to make these pieces as perfect as I can make them. Katboy is particularly talented with musical satire, so I know I can ask him to help if I need to.
How many of you think I’m going to buy the boots?