Therapeutic musings mixed with humorous ramblings and sometimes spiritual notations of life as I know it in written form. A diary of my heart inspired by life.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Had a hard time getting out of bed yesterday. I just wanted to freeze frame the moment and stay tucked under. When I finally rolled out and up I just wasn't in a skirt and high heels kind of mood, and since we don't have pajama day at work, I slid into a long prairie skirt trimmed with tiny gold sequins and my wedding wedges. It's the closest thing I have to a hippie look and it was comfortable, except for the fact that the skirt was so long that it kept getting hung up on the prongs that held the bling to my wedding wedges. My day was spent with my skirt tangled around my ankles like a calf at a rodeo. By the end of the day I had left a trail of sequins and beads wherever I had been. It was EXACTLY like the story of Hansel and Gretel, except it was a trail of crumbs for Divas. Leave it to me :-)