Foolish Pride

I've had a great day.

I grooved in the car to my new Black Eyed Peas CD (Monkey Business). I had the bass cranked up so loud I saw the rearview mirrors shaking to the beat when I stopped at the traffic light. I was getting some looks, I tell you. Ain't nobody seen a minivan rockin' like that before.

I went to the salon (Ulta) and got my roots touched up. I got some golden highlights and also got my eyebrows waxed. I was feeling super hot. Definitely NOT like a mom of four (who drives that aforementioned minivan).

I found out that I had enough rewards points to make the haircut FREE, plus I picked up a new bottle of OPI nail polish gratis as well. SCORE!

I left Ulta and went to Shoe Carnival. They were having their buy one, get one at half price shoe sale. I picked up some new shoes. Nothing makes you feel cuter than a new pair of shoes. ROCK ON!

Next stop was AC Moore. I popped in there and found *the* K&Company Verbena scrap pad I've been looking for. It was 40% off regular price, so I got to use my 40% off coupon on a pack of Zig markers.

THIS DAY ROCKS!

Wow. What a great day. I popped in my Kelly Clarkson CD on the way to pick up my son. I'm feeling like the grooviest girl EVAH. I'm so hot and styled and hip with my music selections.

I felt INDESTRUCTABLE.

Halfway to Aiden's school I felt something tickling my ankle. At the next red light I looked down and saw one raunchy, nasty Band Aid hanging off my foot. It had half fallen off my ankle.

I *KNOW* it had been there all morning long, flapping along behind me.

Oh, well.

My hair still looks good.