I just bought a pair of shoes for my costume…and I think they’re super cute, but I’m questioning the openness of them (the strappy sandal/open toe thing) since I’m wearing thigh high white stockings.
Thoughts?
I know, I know…I’ve been less than active in the posting department.
So, what’s new? My weekend at home was AWESOME. I slept in, got the house clean…and laid around. It was heaven.
Friday, I found my Halloween costume, at last.
And other accessories, of course. I’m very excited. I’m planning on doing up my neck, decapitation style. So I’ll be sexy AND gory! The best of both worlds.
Hmmm, what else. My poor sweet Milo (the cat) spent the night at the UofM Small Animal hospital, in anticipation of some procedures he’s having done today, like a CAT scan (ba dum bum) and a rhinoscopy. His poor sniffer is still not working right, so hopefully they find something, and not something too serious. I kept having dreams about taking him to kitty chemo. I’m still waiting to hear from them about what time he’ll be going in, as well as waiting for the findings and when I can pick him up and bring him home.
What else…tomorrow is tattoo day. I’m a little nervous, to say the least. I’ve heard foot tattoos hurt pretty damn bad, but I figure, if I survived the walk, I can survive a tattoo. I’ll fill in how that goes tomorrow. I’ll take a picture too.
This weekend, a wedding, corn maze, and birthday party.
It’s the shirt describing my sign and people like me. I NEED it.
Thanks to Karyn for making me want this. Once again…I am following in your fashionista footsteps.
Sara Glassman writer of the StylePoints column in the Star Tribune chatted with Tim Gunn and did some word association. I clearly have become obsessed with this man. Make it work!
So, I’m really not kidding when I say scientists need to concentrate less on global warming and more on making a juice that makes me motivated to do things. Like work. I’ve never in my life been more, uh, procrastinate-y than I am now. Although my list of things to do here is small, I’d rather give blood again than do any of my work. (anyone who knows me knows my one blood donation experience did not go well.)
In other news, I bought the pinkish-red Betsey Johnson glasses with my no money. (read: credit card) Hey – we’re getting “free” money from Uncle Sam in May. I’ve just got half of mine spent already. But I can’t WAIT to get my new glasses. I heart them.
In more painful news, I need to get a crown on one of my teeth. Boo. I went for a checkup yesterday (apparently my first in almost 3 years! ooops…) and although I didn’t have any cavities, she said there was a small one forming underneath a huge silver filling in one of my molars, and that I should just get a crown before I need a root canal. Uh…okay. Booooo! So, February 26th, my mouth and my pocketbook will be a little lighter.
Other than that – no other news to report. Sad. Sad existence, sometimes.