It's That Time Again, Kids!

time to buy the celebratory birthday shoe! and before anyone scoffs, i give you this disclaimer: look, i don't expect much for my birthday, because they usually kinda suck. birthday plans? yeah, those usually go right in the toilet. major illnesses/injuries seem happen on or around the day, so that i can't do something if i actually had something to do. so i have scaled back my expectations for my birthday. i get to buy myself a fabulous pair of shoes to wear on the day, and i get to eat at benihana. that's all i ask to make me happy.  so, back to the shoes...  i have some front-runners from a trip to off-broadway shoes the other day (and the cutest bag... i really adore it), but haven't yet scoped out dsw. maybe tomorrow night or saturday. ok, on with the parade of possibilities. and remember, comments and suggestions are welcomed, as always. 

the first two have a similar vibe, both d'orsay with stone embelishment...

yes, yes, these are ridiculous, but they were so sparkly i had to try them on. (shut up, here's my girl card...)

these are the ones i like best, but with 4 and 1/2 inch heels - let's just say i'm not exactly 23 anymore, and neither are the joints.  i noticed i really swish when walking, hips all over the place.... but they're just so darned cute!

i think, though, that it'll come down to the purple shoe. somehow, by some error of judgement, i do not have a pair of purple shoes. this must be remedied. now, the first pair are sweet and fairly practical - i can easily wear those again, no problem.  the second pair is a bit more... froofy and over the top and fun...

you know, i think it's the rock-n-roll back zipper that is then covered demurely with an ultra-femme bow.  just sayin...

ok, thoughts, comments, likes, dislikes, etc.?

What, No YouTube Page Yet?

there's a church just down the street from jon's apartment complex. i noticed as we passed by that the notice board in front read, "follow us on twitter! sunday service 10:00". i remarked that this seemed odd to me - jon hadn't noticed the sign, though, so we didn't explore the topic. however, after taking me to the airport, he did see the sign and the following text conversation (which spanned a couple days, in between other discussions) took place:

j: what if we were at this church down the road, and the priest says, "let's bow our heads. let us pray." and he pulls out his cell phone and says as he types, "weeeee aaaaaarre praaaaaayyiiiiiing."

k: i was wondering how that works. i mean, do they put up all the important parts of the sermon, or just things like, "bingo on wednesday"?

j: "taaaaakinnnng up offffferrrrrring platesssssss"

k: lol. "paaarrrrishioneerrrrs cheeeapskaaaaaates this weeeeeeeek"

j: haha. "baaaaptiismmm waaas a suuccessss."

k: "fiiiiivve peeeeeople laaaaaate. dooooooonnn't lettt this be yooooouuu nexxxxxt weeeeek"

j: "baaabiieeeeess suuuckkk duuuuuring serrrrrmon. loooove, faaaaaaather jooooones."

k: hilarious!

j: have we worn this out?

k: probably, but it's still making me giggle....

j: "pleeeeeeaaaase doooo not maaaaake chaaaaange in the offerrrrring plate. thanks broootherrr phiillll."

k: too funny! "iiiit's caaaaalled a crrrryyyy rooooom for a reeaaason - thaaaat's where the cryyyyying braaats goooo..."

j: (whispers as he types) pleeeeaase god, heeeelp usssss. this orrrrganissst is the reason baaaaabiiiies cryyyyyy!"

ok, so maybe that was all way more entertaining to us than to anyone else, but it's totally a good point - apparently my aunt's church is on facebook... why, exactly? don't you have a bulletin for that? it just seems kinds odd...

Quote of (Quite Probably) the Month

text from john last week:

"a lesson that only needs to be learned once: never make a hot pepper sandwich and then scratch your balls."

*don't worry - john and both his balls have fully recovered.

Just Let Me Have My Delusions, Please

actual text conversation between me and john mario last friday night:

me: this is a new experience - watching old people dance the electric slide to "mustang sally." at the american legion. that's right - i'm living up my friday night!

john: wow, not quite like teh friday nights we had 10 years ago, huh?

me: right? and i'm having fun. oi. please don't mention this to anyone. i don't want to sound as sad as i've apparently become... :)

john: dear, i'm off this weekend. right this moment i am removing bits of adhesive from my living room wall. party on.

me: excellent. we are sad together.

john: and apparently sad apart as well.

john: the only possible thing more sad than what i am doing right now is that an hour ago, at work, i was looking forward to it.

me: yeah... let's not share this with anyone... we have reps to uphold.

john: i hate to tell you this, dear, but these ARE our reps.

me: yeah... i just wanted to hold onto the illusion...

*sigh* it's so sad being old...