I had an appointment in the city this morning, which I was not really looking forward to, but it afforded me the chance to shop in Downtown Crossing. I need shoes for the Snow Ball.
First of all, who decided vests were back "in"?
No one had any decent special occasion shoes. WTF?
On a brighter note, I heard Paul McCartney's "Wonderful Christmas Time" for the first of probably 200 times before December 25th. Then on my way back home to get to a nail appointment (yes I have become a whore to acrylic nails) I got a speeding ticket. This old trooper said two words to me, "License and registration," and then practically threw the summons in the car and took off without a word. I didn't even get to act penitent. Too bad he wasn't younger, I looked hot today in the 5 speed wearing my leather jacket and new Brighton sunglasses. Though perhaps if I looked less hot I wouldn't have gotten the ticket. My friend (who I met tonight for dinner- Hi Shell!!) Shell's mom once got out of a ticket with her homemade banana muffins. I always think of that when I get pulled over. Not that I get pulled over that much mind you. Well, actually I do, but the last few times I have avoided the ticket. I guess even my luck runs dry every once in a while.
Two more novelties that were just too good not to pass on. This... I have no words, and the damn site won't let me past its own marketing description. You must click on the link.
Jane had a blurb about Rapex, an anti-rape condom/device for women. Controversy aside, it sickens me that such a product is even deemed necessary or marketable.
Tomorrow I bake pie for co-workers. Ain't I a nice person?