Now you girls, get over to your sewing machines. Me, I have to go out to a kiddie birthday party. Besides, I’m a Coach™ whore, so I don’t need a new purse. Mr. Diva™ is enjoying a weekend in Atlantic City…lovely, just lovely. But not to worry, I hit him up for
guilt money lots of hugs and kisses before he left. Plus I FINALLY got to drive over my rotten neighbor’s garbage can covers without him catching me…oh, the things that excite me.