On the Nineteenth Day of Christ*&^%$
Going through your late mom's clothing (for donation purposes) is not for sissies.
Sometimes I just have to turn off my heart.
When I turn off my heart, it inevitably comes screaming back on, flooding the room.
I think Elizabeth Arden Eight Hour Cream is miraculous.
I use it for anything.
I am capable of performing minor surgery on myself.
I have double a feet with quadruple a heels.
I once sliced my foot open and taped it back together for a date.
I once broke my foot and didn't know it.
I can walk most anything off.
I think it's not because I ignore the pain, but because I accept it.
I am rarely ill.
I actually took 8 tops, 2 pairs of pants and 6 pairs of shoes from the excavation.
I will be wearing my 88 year old mother's clothes. She had excellent taste.
Except for the sweatshirts with flowers. Oy.
I have a 750 square foot apartment for less than $2 a square foot per month.
I call it my mountain aerie rabbit warren.
I JUST unpacked my winter coat.
I believe diamonds are the new neutral.