On today's docket:
our guard dog, Lucy, is getting spayed:
so Julia and I are being cautious and paranoid carebears this morning as we are defenseless in the event of a predator approaching the premises in her absence
It had to be done...Lucy is a big four year old and as much as I love Lucy I don't love her quite enough to be adding canine feminine product duty to the double diaper duty we'll be on in a few months
So...we have that.
and as promised yesterday...another plus size skirt...
I don't remember a time when retailers used typewriters to print their tags...
but this two dollar (marked down from sixty apparently) pleated skirt is from that era and hopefully that explains the size descrepancy
like yesterday's purple pretty, I assumed the skirt might need a little altering but it fit very snuggly:
I know...lots of mixed mediums here with the ruffled top, silk striped hanky, prickly legs and the cement pleats
And is it just me or did my tum triple in size overnight and do those pleats look a littttttle too stretched?
pained expression c/o Julia vom sesh circa 4-6 am
Well, the monster is almost finished with her mandated morning Yoga practice
and so off I uncharacteristically sprint to do some arts and crafts with her which you know you'll be hearing all about very soon
ah...and I think I need to start a little clog (blog column) dedicated to Simon's labor and delivery gemstones....my jaw droppeth upon delivery of some of the rubies
but I think they might be a littttttle too inapprop for this family friendly setting...maybe....
Happy 21st of July.