Just watching the paycheck just fly away...
Mother's Day is next Sunday, and I went shopping for it this weekend. I dread Mother's Day, not only because she's impossible to shop for - I ended up spending on a car audio accessory for her Nano - but because it signals the beginning of a shopping season unmatched by any but Christmas. After Mother's Day, I've got my father's birthday on May 19, my sister's on May 24, my brother's on June 4, then Father's Day. Then my birthday, but thankfully I don't need to buy anything for that one.
I consoled myself with shoes. Okay, so I just happened to take the door into the mall that takes me directly through the Nordstrom shoe department, where I decided I needed a pair of new black flats.
I have a weakness for buckles. They're fairly comfy, though in the tradition of pretty much all dress shoes plus Doc Martens, they rubbed a hole in my ankle on the way to work this morning. Note to self, keep supply of bandaids at the ready for breaking in of shoes.
