tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post8018029751411593755..comments2023-05-02T07:17:47.265-05:00Comments on nevertheless: Playing Dress UpElizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15293144084369159687noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post-69035276878023544412010-11-12T09:05:22.748-06:002010-11-12T09:05:22.748-06:00No, it's helpful. My furnace went out twice la...No, it's helpful. My furnace went out twice last winter. If I hadn't shaved my legs I probably wouldn't have had to heat the house by turning the oven up all the way and leaving it open.<br /><br />Ah yes. The skinny boot. The skinny boot was not made for the short of stature or the thick calved. Both of which I am. Neither am I destined to be able to gracefully fit my hammy feet into a sparkly strappy sandal. Shoe shopping makes me feel like one of Cinderella's ugly stepsisters.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293144084369159687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post-33326993576640069092010-11-11T18:45:06.147-06:002010-11-11T18:45:06.147-06:00p.s. Mowing your walkers is overrated.
I go withou...p.s. Mowing your walkers is overrated.<br />I go without shaving the whole winter just in case the furnace gives out and I need the fur for warmth.<br />Sorry, that's oversharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post-35388328413915557212010-11-11T18:43:01.108-06:002010-11-11T18:43:01.108-06:00Oh sister I feel you.
Let me tell you the sad tale...Oh sister I feel you.<br />Let me tell you the sad tale of a gal who had to go to dinner last week causing her to run out to Nordstroms to buy some of those knee high black boots that are in style this year.<br />She put on matching clean trouser socks in preparation for this joyous occasion and asked for two pairs of lucious black sexiness in the correct size nine.<br />Drooling she lifted them from the tissue paper in the box and slid them over her foot and then.......<br />She couldn't get her fat watermelon calves shoved in enough to zipper them up.<br />So she cried and wore her shitkicking Frye boots instead.<br />Even though she looked like a horse wrangler instead of a sexy city gal at dinner with all the highfalutin' people.<br />Screw you skinny boots.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post-22187841726532866162010-11-11T09:45:14.096-06:002010-11-11T09:45:14.096-06:00He's all talk. He needs to put his money where...He's all talk. He needs to put his money where... no, wait, he needs to put his mouth... Oh, never mind.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293144084369159687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post-63657969261445365152010-11-10T13:14:38.552-06:002010-11-10T13:14:38.552-06:00I was armed with a snark comment but after reading...I was armed with a snark comment but after reading Eric's I think I'll just sit here quietly and smile.Elly Louhttp://www.bugginword.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8310513049880091070.post-72589287768165488242010-11-09T23:51:28.419-06:002010-11-09T23:51:28.419-06:00The last formal occasion she will attend until the...The last formal occasion she will attend until the kids are grown. We will see about that.E.C. Haywardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16249456135129545029noreply@blogger.com