Showing posts from October, 2017

A Most Embarrassing Story

A few weekends ago, I went to a consignment store close to my apartment. It's one of those "hidden treasure" stores--pulls from an affluent area where women can't wear the same thing year-after-year, so Tahari dresses you saw at Nordstrom six months ago are on sale for $40.

I like to poke around in this story every now and then. I had some time to kill so stopped in and found something I'd been looking for--cowboy boots. My pair is now 11 years old and looking a bit worse for wear, so I've been keeping an eye out for replacements.

These were the perfect distressed boots, in my size, and $60! I grabbed a pair of the little stocking footies for trying on shoes and put them on. They fit perfectly! I'm excited.

I lean down to take them off and, well, can't quite get them off. Like, at all. The shaft of the boot is not giving, and I can't angle my foot to get it out. No big deal. I go over to a chair to sit down and really give the boots a good yank.


Nothing Good Happened This Week

The title was my trivia team's name on Tuesday night. We change our name each week to something topical or pop culture related (past ones: Bye Bye Bao Bao, Comey's Out-of-Office Reply, and Golden Girls Trump Golden Showers). This week, there was literally nothing clever we could think of, because only bad things had happened.

I had been planning a Vegas post for Travel Tuesday this week. I am often asked for my Vegas advice because I've been there so often and truly love that city. On Monday morning, more than one person said they thought of me when the news broke of the massacre.

How am I doing? I don't know. It's a day-by-day thing. It took 24 hours for me to even wrap my head around what happened. More than 500 people shot. 58 people killed. In the span of less than 20 minutes.

To put it in perspective, I thought of this. I went to a small private school until high school. My 8th grade class had 15 people. The class below me was around 22 students. The one below…