I'm beginning to be a pest.....

I need you again......


Now that all the major hoopla is over with in Judiland and the only thing I really have going on in the next few weeks is something that I don't really want to have going on (Toni leaving for college), I need some self soothing. In the form of a gift. One that I give myself. And, not just any gift. Let's face it--I have enough clothes and shoes and accessories to outfit the entire state of Nebraska. So, as much as I could definitely go on a major shopping spree--that ain't what I am talking about. And, with the economy the way it is--that's clearly not what I should be doing. Well, at least that's what I hear...

No, what I need is something pretty darn special---to celebrate losing this 100 pounds and to get me through the tough days of empty nesting ahead. It has to be a gift that will make me smile, make me strutt and make me purr. Yeah, that's right....purrrr. And smile. And strutt. As much as a pair of to-die-for-shoes would do that for me--it ain't what I am talking about. Let's face it--anytime I find a to-die-for-pair-of-shoes--I buy them whether I am in need of a good smiling, a good strutting or a good purring. To-die-for-shoes are just too ordinary of a gift for the occasion and the situation. I need something more. Something to fullfill me.

Just yesterday, my rocking friend Professor H swooped by and scooped me up in her brand spanking new hybrid vehicle. And, there she sat--behind the wheel of her shiney new car with a pair of the most decadent red shades. These where the kind of shades that definitely made a statement. She was smitten with those shades--she was smiling ear to ear as I squealed with delight! Oh, you could just tell--she was in love with those shades! Not only that--they gave her a whole new cool vibe. Not that she needs one. But....ooooh...she had it. Super cool. Plus, they gave her a sense of madcap adventure---so much so that she was talking about us taking to the open road with just the 20 dollar bill I had stashed in my pocket and our cell phones. Not only that--she was walking just a little bit taller! And, I swear when she removed those shades--her eyes were filled with fire. When we walked into the Murray Avenue Deli--yeah....it was very clear-- Professor H had arrived. This girl was fullfilled. Completely. And her red shades told the story.

That's the kind of gift I am talking about.
I'm looking for that kind of gift.

Any ideas?