I went shopping.

I actually wish Liz would write about so I don't have to. I made her and our sister Mary go with me, stay with me in the dressing rooms, evaluate the clothes, and basically pick them all out for me. The good parts were the chocolate covered cheesecake brownie and the large coke. And the company, of course. And losing the keys (we found them in the shopping bag after checking the bag. To be fair, we only did the jingle test - shake the bag, listen for the keys to jingle.) And losing the car (we found it where we had left it, of course, so maybe it was more like losing us in the parking lot.)

I like shoe shopping, actually, but I don't ever buy anything because I don't have clothes to go with them. But I usually find tons that I love. This time was no different. I found tons. Bought I actually bought one and a half pair. You heard me. Liz and I split the cost of one fabulous pair of heels.

Anyway, I did buy clothes. Two church outfits consisting of skirts, sweaters, and tanks. An extra tank for "variety" as they say. Two pair of jeans. A pair of earrings and a bracelet. That was just for fun. Oh, and a pair of shoes for Gabe that I just remembered are still in the bag. Easiest purchase of the night. Except the food.

Now I don't have to shop again for five years. Those zippers better last. I mean, it couldn't have anything to do with the 20 pounds I've gained since I bought the skirt.

Here are the shoes fabulous enough to own half of. I couldn't get all the fabulousness into the picture, but trust me, these shoes are powerful. And surprisingly comfortable.