Miscellaneous Saturday

Well, today has just been a really nice, restful day! I slept until almost 10 a.m. I KNOW, shameful!!! Husband had a meeting at church at 7 a.m. so he was gone and the youngest who is home for the weekend ALWAYS sleeps late, so I thought, hey! It's Saturday! Youngest got up before me, now what is that about, I can always depend on him, traitor! So, I finally dragged myself up, heated up the now cold coffee and sat for a while drinking coffee and getting the fog out of my head. Once I was halfway awake, I decided a good trip shopping what was I needed....so off to the mall. Here are the shoes (SHHHHH!) I bought because they were such a good deal!!!

The ones with the plain black strap were only $14.95! Now any way you look at it, that is saving money big time! :) And I do like to do my part with the budget by saving money!

And just in case anyone thinks I don't have a sense of humor or I can't laugh at myself, well this next picture should change your mind about that! My youngest bio son and second of 4 combined children came by yesterday to visit. We were talking and suddenly he lifted his arm; I mean that precious little arm that used to curl around mine as he nursed; the one I gently bathed and oiled with baby oil so his skin would always be soft.....that one....is now THIS ONE....

That is a pinup girl, I guess I should have rated this entry. I looked at it and then I burst out laughing so hard that I almost fell to the floor. My surprised son said "Well, mama, I'm glad you finally got a sense of humor!" I replied, "Oh, son, you have no idea what you've done for my sense of humor!" I DO NOT understand what this tattoo generation is all about. You can't miss them, and in fact it makes me feel kind of behind the times that I don't have one, well, that is if you don't count my eyeliner. After having that done, I would never let anyone use that sewing machine type weapon on a big area of my body. Then of course, in my most motherly voice, I said, "So you can afford a tattoo huh? Well then I won't be worrying about you anymore." As a disclaimer, this child is 30 going on 12, and I'm not kidding. He's the sweetest man, but not a lick of common sense. Gotta love him. And I do! Oh, he only wants two more tattoos, isn't that comforting? Checking out for Saturday!