someone, tell me I'm not alone in this.

Over the past month, I have added nine pairs of shoes to my already ridiculous collection.

And that's not even a quarter of the other clothes, accessories, and jewelry I have accumulated.

It seems that every since B left I buy anything I look at or try on. They have always said that shopping fills some kind of void in one's life, and...well, my void is pretty big. I know that having a ton of stuff isn't going to make things better, especially since everything is pretty much a spur-of-the-moment decision, but for some reason I still do it. I even went to apply for credit at one of my favorite stores yesterday...and it was a blessing in disguise that I couldn't get it right then (they're going to mail me an application for whatever reason) because I could have easily racked up some charges in a heartbeat.

B doesn't know about this, and he definitely won't when he comes back. I don't want him to think I'm going to turn into a crazy shopaholic whenever he leaves, even if it seems that way now... *sigh*

But really, I  have realized that this is a problem. Watching my checking account and wallet contents slowly swindle away is enough of a reality check for me.

So, I know there has got to be at least someone who has done something crazy to cope with loneliness. One of you come out and tell me, please, so I know I don't have a serious problem. Also tell me what made you snap back to reality and get a hold of yourself.

(C) J'adore Allure

Happy weekend, loves.

retail therapy and quiet time.

Today was my day off. And I embraced it thoroughly. May have even squeezed the life out of it.

It started at 10 this morning when I hopped in the shower and styled my newly-cut hair in 30 minutes. Life is good.

Put in my new flower earrings, my three strand fabric-rhinestone necklace (sounds ugly, but it's wonderful) and my summery sandals I have missed wearing. They are indeed a summer wardrobe staple.

Went to lunch with my mother-in-law at my favorite Mexican restaurant and enjoyed conversation over salty chips and amazing chicken and rice and guacamole and everything that makes Mexican cuisine amazing.

After that, I headed to the mall in search of the perfect shorts, which I have yet to find. I don't like short shorts and I don't like to wear bermudas allll the time, so I'm looking for a pair in between. I tried on one pair but they were $29 and I cannot justify spending that much for two feet of material and some buttons.

Instead of the shorts, I moved on and bought two shirts, a dress, leggings, and a necklace. LOVE.

(yes, I realize I need to windex my mirror)

Went to mom's to showcase my purchases and of course had my usual cup of coffee. Drove home, and enjoyed the pitter patter of the rain and the gentle rolls of thunder.

B had to work today so I haven't seen much of him today until...now. We're here on the couch watching American Idol, critiquing everyone even though we can't hold a tune in a bucket. (For the record, I like James and Naima, he likes Scotty and Paul and that girl with the blonde hair who sang Shania Twayne...I can't remember her name right now.)

This...is quiet time. When we're both home, together. I love it and I will miss it so much when he's not here this summer.

I really want to get some pictures of us taken before he goes, even if they're not professional.We hardly have any really good ones and I would love to have some nice ones to hold and look at when I'm all. alone.

I love my bow.