Yet here we are.
I am not afraid to admit that I prefer 2013 life over all the drama and mayhem of the stiletto-wearing parties I attended at the end of last century.
I can't believe I'm able to use "the end of last century" in describing my life.
This is happiness:
|Everything here was 70% off. It was like $5.00 total out the door. Warning: keep a close eye on your cart. People are pilfering.|
In case you're confused by my admission, I thought I'd perhaps elaborate by sharing the beauty of my new Huxtable sweater ornament collection:
|I had this vest. In 1987.|
|And I think I got this one for my dad in 1988.|
|The boy I loved in 3rd grade had this sweater. He works in musical theatre now.|
May all your days be filled with low-drama and fabulous sweaters.
Happy New Year!