1) S'okay. After what can only be described as a huge snafu with Steve Madden where I bought two pairs of my favorite ballet flats for $19.99 a pop (down from $69.95 people!) and the frickin' shipping label came off and so the shipping people sent it back to Steve Madden who then promptly re-stocked them, I became cross with the lady on the telephone. It wasn't pretty and I'm not proud of badgering the poor woman, but these shoes are massively on clearance and I have the most common frickin' ladies' shoe size on the planet! I can't bear to think of how close I came to NOT getting these. Fortunately, she found the pairs in stock (barely) and they're re-sending them at no cost to moi. I think I must have made her tear up a bit (probably because I was frothing at the mouth and expressing my ardent incredulity about why they re-stocked the clearance shoes rather than simply slapping a new label on the box and sending it out again. I mean, I purchased them - so I must want them, yes?). Anyhoo, because of the mental anguish I suffered during this 10 minute conversation (when I thought those red patent leather beauties had slipped through my talons), she offered to give me 20% off of my next Steve Madden purchase. Now, that's not cold hard cash, but it's better than a kick in the head. And I am a fan...
So, my question to the blogosphere: I need to have these in my closet, yes?
They're plum. Suede. With a kicky little bow. They would be $56. The other shoes are seriously the most comfy things I've ever had on my feet. Must make them mine, yes? Please, no tough love. How about if I wait for my first paycheck? (These aren't on clearance and aren't going anywhere I hope)...
2) In order to get a driver's license in this state, I have to re-take the written exam. The last time I took this test was 18 years ago. I'm sure that traffic law has been revolutionized since those Dark Ages, but why I gotta take it again? Groan. It will be me and 35 barely post-pubescent boys who smell like Clearasil and fear.
3) This year, I will be making more money than I've ever made in my life. And I'll also be poorer I think - there are so many bills. Bills that used to be shared with the Dutchling. Bills that know where I live and that will come and haul me off if I don't pay them. Bills....damn Direct Loans for giving me all that money. (This observation in no way negates the urgent necessity expressed in Bit of Fluff #1)
4) Tomorrow I have vowed (by Grapthar's Hammer for those Galaxy Quest fans) that I will begin writing the *Article* - I will write something, even if it's just the title and a bunch of random words strung together (Lemming! Gartersnake! Ratchet! Flagellate! Pogo stick!). Updates regularly.
6 comments:
I dunno. I never liked the ballet flats last time they were in style, mainly because I have duck feet and they gap on me in weird ways. Wouldn't you rather have these little blue babies instead?
PS I like your article-writing method. And your choice of oaths. I personally start typing in passages from the primary text I am studying, and then soon discover that I can just control-paste the same quote over and over about 100 times and that hits the word limit. That's my itinerary for the first day.
Hey Sis, those are really cute, but I'm such a klutz in heels that I can't wear them much. Plus, I've had 3 knee surgeries over the years and heels hurt a lot after a very short while...ugh. So, it's flats for me and teaching!
Dude, you need those shoes. I like them much better than the ballet flats, actually. . . and am wondering whether I don't need a pair myself! Consider me your enabler in all things wardrobe-related.
I know! And the red ones are totally cute - if I don't really like the red patent leather ballet flats, I might send them back and use my 20% off to get a red pair with the bow...
Oh yeah, you NEED those shoes. Seriously cute.
Thanks, Belle! And welcome to the blog!
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