Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Kiss My Butt-ons

Why do cell phone alarms have a mind of their own? And how do toddlers know how to prevent you from getting a shower the one day you book an early morning appointment for ANYTHING?!?  Ahem. Hypothetically of course. Anyway, you're running late and need to look half-way "together" even though you feel all the way insane. Throw on some slacks (which are the non-shaving alternative to pencil skirts), find your least wrinkled blouse, add some heels, finish with this necklace and viola. You just showed the daily-grind who's boss, gave it the ol' one-two, told it to kiss your ..... well, you read the title. Yup, it's a rude thing to say but we all have days when that's how we feel. Although this sassy pendant (and iced coffee) may not single-handedly cure the grumpies, it certainly can't hurt. Deep breath, God is good, you'll be fine.

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