Feeling a little like Old mother Hubbard.
Got an odd stare from a neighbor the other day, actually not just a stare but a blatant cold shoulder. I guess it is that time of the month, ha, meaning that the dress starts to attract more attention, but more wary attention from folks who have no idea what is going on.
One more day. Mardi Gras parade today, I am perfectly dressed.
I still feel the urge for one final push for Cupcake. One more Hurah... with the kiddo napping, looks like I may actually be able to do it.