Shoved to Them
Today is the annual Christmas party at the Computer Guy’s company. I know it’s silly, but it’s a day I look forward to all year. It’s the one day when I get to get dressed up, not church dressed up but cocktail party dressed up, and go out with my sweet husband and be grown ups.
I bought my dress in September. I couldn’t even wear it then, but knew that if I kicked my own butt hard enough I could lose the 10 pounds necessary to wear this perfect little black dress. I lost the weight weeks ago and topped it off by losing 3 more in the last week. Only will power and a cute dress can get you to lose weight at Thanksgiving!
Two weeks ago, I blew all my birthday money on killer shoes. Leopard stilettos with 4 inch heels. These babies are smokin’ hot. I’ve been looking for the perfect pair since buying the dress and happily handed over every penny my mother in law had given me when I found them. I’ve never owned shoes this expensive. I think I once bought an entire wardrobe for less than the cost of this one pair of shoes.
I made an appointment to get my hair done and was pleasantly surprised to find that someone who loves me (you know who you are) had paid for a manicure and facial to go with it. How many times in her life does a mom of 6 get to get dolled up and feel like Cinderella for an evening, shoes and all?
Not this year. The Computer Guy is under the weather, so we will be skipping this evening’s festivities. As sorry as I am for him, the girl in me is crushed.
The beauty appointments have been canceled. The dress will have to wait until another day, and my perfect shoes will sit upon the shelf unworn. Where am I going to wear leopard stilettos in my real life?
On second thought…I could vacuum in them. Maybe vacuuming would be a lot more fun if I do it while wearing the perfect 4 inch heels.
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