That could be a code name for shoes.
They look gorgeous. Make your feet look lovely, bunches up your calves just so, changes the way you walk – put’s a sway in there somewhere.
But oh deary me!! The price one has to pay!!
As I sit here, my toes are slowly but surely dying from loss of blood circulation – because I just love a pointy toed shoe – and these are indeed pointy toed shoes – the babies I got on Sunday. They don’t do anything to my heels, but the toes!!
Just as well I usually stick to flatties – at my age one should not wear too many high heels – might just give you delusions of youth 😉
And now for something completely different…
You know how out of kilter the weather has been lately? Well, now I know why. This morning, I let a new BMW in ahead of me in the traffic line. HE THANKED ME!!! An unheard of occurence!! BMW drivers usually have the viewpoint that, yes, as a matter of fact, I do own the road, and therefore, does not recognise mere mortals in the cars around them. This morning though, a tiny bit of faith in BMW drivers was restored – until, of course, the next pompous arse exhibits his pompous behaviour. And believe me. Pompous arses can’t keep their true nature hidden for too long
And then. Possibly meeting the Italian tonight – although I’ve started taking this dude with a pinch of salt – he seems to enjoy making promises he can’t possibly keep. But, time will tell. Might be off to a rocky start with a smooth finish ;-). I do always live in hope, if nothing else!!
To end off with a bad pun, and my first blonde joke in ages!!
I almost got my haircut then I thought I’d mullet over first.
A blonde goes to the post office to buy stamps for her Christmas cards. She says to the clerk, “May I have 50 Christmas stamps?”
The clerk says, “What denomination?”
The woman says, “God help us. Has it come to this? Give me 6 Catholic, 12 Presbyterian, 10 Lutheran and 22 Baptists.”