Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Today I am grateful for a new purple purse! I succumbed to very pushy peer pressure and guess what I got? Yup! Purple. Not quite a bright as I would prefer, but purple just the same.
It has tons of zippers and pockets to pigeon hole all of my crap and confuse my husband when I ask him to get something out of my purse as we drive down the road. I swear the look the man gets on his face when I send him digging into the bowels almost looks like I’m making him eat chicken. He hates both. So, just like I sometimes make him eat chicken, I also send him into the purse. . . not because I really need something, but because I like messing with him. Oh come on. . .you do it, too, maybe not with your purse, but with something. You know you do!
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I can’t write much today because I have to load this new beauty with 200 pounds of useless crap that I might need. . .someday. . .like maybe in the year 2018. Then I need to spill something on it, drop it on the dusty floor of a restaurant, drag it through the rubble in the back seat of my car and bitch because it doesn’t have a really long shoulder strap. Gonna be a busy day.
Then it will be broken-in. And really mine! Thanks peeps for keeping me on track, insisting I ditch the black and get a colored purse. . .especially purple! I feel like I got my signature back!
