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Once upon a time there was a mother...who had a young daughter who hated shopping...
(Oh, the inequity of this all...she is my YOUNGEST child. As in...she'll be my last one around...as in...she better learn to love shopping, and QUICK!)
So, the day Baby Girl exercised her ear splitting shriek at every opportunity at our local mall...I was near tears.
I wanted to throw myself on the floor, pounding my fists, kicking my legs and let out a few good screams right along with her.
I made a quick decision. It was either A.) run away from her as fast as I could, or B.) call Mr. Wonderful, beg him, plead with him, promise my life to him (wait...already did that...) to please rescue me.
Nevermind that it was 4,351 degrees below zero. Or that he had a 45 minute drive (well, hour and a half round trip).
Since A. would've gotten me arrested, I went with B. *Shrugs* Seemed like the wiser choice.
To my joy, ebullition, wonder, amazement, proclamations of undying love and delicious dinners, he said yes.
I nearly shrieked with joy. But, I restrained myself. I had had enough shrieking for the day.
So, my Knight in Shining Armor, drove to the mall to take the kiddos from me. If I recall, none of them were being particularly angelic...I could be wrong tho'.
Seriously...this man is the best.
(See how wonderful he is? He's reading the manual for our car seats!! Even tho' he's looking at me like he wants to throw my camera out the window...)
Once those little
I had a bunch of stuff to do...shop for jammies, return clothes for the kids, let the kids spend their gift certificates, return my Uggs.
Yes. I did it.
And, lemme tell ya...it was painful. Horrific, gut wrenching pain.
I just couldn't justify keeping them...plus, my mom was encouraging me to return them (she thought they were fugly).
Honestly, if they hadn't been too small...I wouldn't have been able to part with them. Returning them, was like...like...like having my heart ripped out of my body.
But, yes. It had to be. So...I am now adorable Ugg-less.
Oh...I don't even wanna talk about it!!!!
I did get some other shoes in exchange. Practical shoes. And you know what they say about practical shoes, dontcha?
Practical shoes aren't cute.
Well, maybe they don't say that. But I do.
The cuteness factor that I sacrificed going from adorable Uggs to practicality is huge.
It's unthinkable really.
Excuse me please...while I go grab a tissue.
I'm not even gonna show you my practical shoes. It's just too sad.
Well...okay. I'll show you.
But I don't wanna hear how ugly they are...ya hear?
Your Ugg-less friend,