(thanks Napolean)
Seriously. You like? Gottem at the FIRC. I can't believe no one snatched these babies up before me. I have wore them all weekend. They are made in Italy, sheepskin lined and are even more comfy than my Uggs. Plus Matt informed me that Tom Brady is the new Ugg spokeswhore. And if you know me, you know I hate Tom Brady. So I may have to stop wearing my Uggs as a matter of protest. If you see me walking around town in these moon boots and you do not approve, just blame Tom Brady.
Can you believe it is already December 5? That is all kinds of crazy. And another weekend almost over.
This morning started off as usual. The Official Lori Fan Club held its AM meeting on my bed. All members (Murphy and Pistol) were in attendance.
AM AGENDA:
Snuggling. Check
Smooching. Check
Cute name calling. Check and check
Murphy is the President of the Club.
We are not currently accepting new members. Sorry.
After the meeting was adjourned, Matt and I went out for breakfast at the "Cheap-o Depot." That is not the real name but pretty much everyone and everything has a nickname in our casa. Three weeks into his stay, Pistol has acquired several. (yeah I know I called him Bullet before. We were undecided). Matt says that Pistol has "button eyes" so of course I like to call him "Button Eyed-Joe" except I don't really say it as much as I sing it whilst doing the cotton eye joe (Much to Chase's chagrin).
After breakfast, the fan club meeting was recommenced with a repeat of the earlier agenda. The meeting spot was reconvened in the living room .
Oh, and for those of you who know me in real life. Have no fear. I will be working my combat boots into the footwear rotation.
They make me feel like I could take care of business.
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| haha to Matt paying zero attention to my footwear fashion show. |
