…pleasure apparatus What? It’s for my face. I just had a birthday and didn’t think much about turning older until I opened this present. You know you’re getting old when your mother gives you this machine for your birthday. It’s called a Clarisonic and it’s sole purpose in life is to make my face look youngerContinue reading “My new PA”
Category Archives: Girly Girl
Mustering Courage
After years of talking about it and years of putting it off Reagan finally did it. I’m so proud of her. She has always said since the day she could talk that she wanted her ears pierced when she was ten. Recently she had started to add years onto that total: “10, 11, 12, 13…I’ll getContinue reading “Mustering Courage”
Good times
I can’t write as long of a post as I would have liked because there is no Internet access for my computer. Reagan and I are staying the night in Branson with some good friends from where we used to live in Missouri. Amy and Beth were kind enough to make the drive down hereContinue reading “Good times”
Meeting of the minds
…aka Bloggy Hookup I knew I would enjoy being back down in the south. It just feels like home being down here. We got hooked into the neighborhood quickly, plugged into a church immediately…and I started getting to know women there. One of my friends at church and I got together the other night forContinue reading “Meeting of the minds”
Sweater Fest ’08
So the Helmsley Housewives had their big night out on the town at none other than the Sweater Fest ’08 (thank you to whomever coined both of those great terms). I donned my little black dress and sparkly shoes with no hose (just in case you were sitting on the edge of your seat waitingContinue reading “Sweater Fest ’08”
Ball gown CRISIS (and you get to vote!)
Well, I guess gown is pushing it a little bit. And crisis? Who do I think I am? Work with me though… I got my ball dress! Not exactly my dream gown that made me look like a wood fairy, but it’s really cute. And those awesome shoes I got for $19 on sale fromContinue reading “Ball gown CRISIS (and you get to vote!)”