Happy Feet
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Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Last week I spoke about the horrid cold and wet weather. Well, this week, Mother Nature must've taken pity on us and the weather did a three-sixty. It's been wonderful so far - full on sunshine, temperature in the mid teens, air is cool, birds are chirping. Even my squirrels have returned to scavange leftover bread from the bird table we have in the backyard. Spring is definitely in the air.
This sudden burst of sunshine also made me notice my very dirty patio glass doors and various windows in the house. One of these days, I will need to give them a good scrub to remove the winter grime. But today is not that day.
Today was the day my ankles and calves greeted the world after months of being encased in leather boots. After much deliberation, I decided on these lovelies to greet spring with. They are fairly new; having been worn about twice, I think.
And no, I didn't have anywhere special to go, no appointments to keep. Just walking my son to and from school and picking up a couple of groceries, that's all. So yes, I know I'm overdressed but what the heck, they make me happy. It not like I'm wearing my Stuart Weitzman evening shoes or sandals to the supermarket. Now, that would be too much.
Oh, and the shoes come with a matching purse too. I just love suede. They are a horror to maintain, especially the lighter tones but they look so casually chic and understated. Effortless is the word I want.
So, that was my day. Happy, happy, happy.
But seriously, shoes aside, I am happy. I feel I am where I want to be in life and am grateful for all the good things that's happened so far. However, I have made new goals and am very excited about reaching them in the next couple of years. The best part is, I know they are completely attainable - it's just a matter of me reaching out for them.
The Dutchess of Cookalot whipped this up at 12:54 pm
In Paris you would be totally in place though, so just tell yourself that you're avant-garde.
As for Stuart Weitzman, I must say that I don't know the guy, but he has a store in Bologna, so I'll go check it out once I move there! You're very bad for the purse, hope they do good discounts during Sale...
Er, my husband also complains I'm very bad for his wallet when I'm in a shopping frenzy. What are wives for aye?
