I spent forty-five minutes this morning tearing the house apart, looking for the new purse and lap-top bag I’d scored for a heckofa discount. They’re kind-of matchey-matchey which usually isn’t my style, but I loved them and bought them anyway.
And now I can’t find them anywhere.
They are both blue with a sort of distressed finish, and the purse slings perfectly onto my shoulder. The lap-top bag has just the right amount of little pockets for all my stuff – one for my phone, one for my glasses, another for my sunglasses, and one for my pens and gum. And both have the cutest fabric lining the interior – a floral pattern that was exactly like the cupcake wrappers I used for Alice’s birthday party.
Wait a minute. Exactly like the cupcake wrappers I used for Alice’s birthday party?
Exactly like them?
Awww, crap. Crapcrapcrapcrapcraponacracker. It was a dream. I dreamed them SO HARD that I actually thought they were real.
Now I haz the sadz. Must medicate with more coffee.
4 thoughts on “TRUE STORY: It Was Only a Dream”
Thank got it was only a dream. You might have ended up wit a laptop full of cup cake crumbs! Ugh!! 🙂
LOL, too true!
You’re so funny. I LOVE that daily gram picture of Took. 🙂
Ahaha, thanks! She’s got spunk, this one.