Life is not always a Smoothie

So, I am out of town for a few days and I come back and there is all this wild craziness about Google Reader and Bloglovin. Somehow, reader is going away and Bloglovin is where its at. If you ask me Bloglovin is always been where it's at. I love it, well, I love it when I am caught up not when it says I have 225 unread posts. But really people just do me a favor because I have no clue what Google Reader even is, just go ahead and follow me on Bloglovin here. (and I just typed bloglovin 5 times in this paragraph)

But really I got worse problems or had them. First, I bought new underwear. Yes, when the elastic starts turning into homemade rubber bands, it could be time to get something to cover all that territory. I get my new package of 6 and according to the size chart bought the size recommended. I get home, throw them in the wash, dry and take them out and I am fairly certain these will only fit a 12 year old. I don't know if they shrank or if I just really believed the chart process, but these could only be good for dust rags at this point. Oh, and whatever happened to all white undies? I like living dangerously and not having to color code my under garments. 

Second, I must learn direction.  I basically take direction like this.- go to first stop sign make a right, then follow that road until you see a big tree, turn left go just long enough and you will see a garden gnome on a fence post turn into driveway and go past big pond...you get the point right? So, I go to Orlando for a marketing summit and rent a car and off I go. Going to the hotel is fine and the rest is nothing but European Vacation. Round and Round I go..Look kids, Big Ben! Parliament! All I can say is thank goodness I left in enough time to get to the airport because I totally drove around in a circle trying to go West or was it East?

Finally, remember last week and my super delicious dupe boots I found. Well, Wednesday night while getting my outfits together and packing, I decide to try on my looks to make sure I have everything and I am not going to look hideous. Which in turn means I will probably look hideous. Any hoot, I put my left boot on and something was stick out in the inside sole of the shoe. I put my fingers down into it and feel two sharp, pointy objects. I realized it must have been shoe tacks. I called to see about returning them and here's the kicker they didn't have my size anymore. So, I had the option to return and get my money back but peeps, these shoes are more awesome in person, so Saturday morning I took them to a shoe repair shop and for $2 smacks he took the shoe tacks and staple out of the sole and I am one happy lady. But it screwed up my whole thought process on packing and my outfits. That one pair of shoes totally gave me the Debbie downers and I ended up packing nothing spectacular and mostly frump. Plus, it was colder there than in Tennessee. I froze my baguettes off. 

So there's my whole story. It's life a life lesson. Well, not really. I just realized that when life gives you lemons you make smoothies with something better than lemons. 

Dusty