I should blog about my first day back at school. And I totally will, but today I’d much rather admire my beautiful new/old purse. I haven’t decided what to name her, but I assure you it will be after an elderly woman somewhere.
I think my love of old lady accessories is a direct result of my old lady behavior. I’m the first to admit that I like to be home early, I take my daily fiber and nothing makes me happier than yelling at children.
It’s only a matter of time before I start smelling like Altoids, wrinkle cream and Virginia Slims. I CAN’T WAIT!