
The only thing creepier is driving through these at night ~ they have glowing demonic eyes!
I actually saw a woman wearing these the other day. I took a pic, but the angle just didn't capture the hideousness that were these boots. I was even more sad to see that there are many MANY version of these things.
On Mother's Day, I joined my parents at the Hobart Elks for the annual Mother's Day Brunch. The food wasn't bad. I tried not to get offended when the guy gave me a rose too. What? I have ovaries, so I must be a Mom? I know that they are erring on the side of caution, but when I state that I am not a Mom and then a rose is still trust on me...I do get slightly off put. I shouldn't get the rose. While Cecelia is my "baby" and I am her "mommy" ~ I am not quite so nutty to think that this earns me a "Mother's Day" title. Yes, she's my baby. But I know she's a dog.
