Right where I belong.

 I've been trying to take more photos lately, which fills up my camera card which in turn makes me not be able to take photos.

Funny how things like that work!

Guys, I started track. And it's painful. The lady who was helping us said "Are you a distance runner or a sprinter?" and I'm just like " I'm a sitter-on-the-couch-er." Ha, at least I'm not a liar. Today after our WAY TOO EARLY practice, it reeeeaaaallly hurt to move. So naturally, I didn't! Thank goodness there's a plethora of blogs and such to keep a sitter on the couch.....right where she belongs.

Frannie Love

Now, I know Frannie is not the most attractive name, but let me tell you! It is a very attractive purse!I was not planning on including Vera Bradly's in this series because I think you already know I love 'em. However I didn't know my Frannie would come so soon, and I didn't know I would love it this much. The only drawback is that there is no inside pocket. But who needs pockets anyway? And the pattern! It is so wonderful and springy. I love spring.

Day 2- done. Vera Bradley love - never ending.

I weighed my purse

The Culprit

I think we should have a "guess how much my purse weighs contest"! Wouldn't that be so great? But since there are only about 10 people who read this blog, the contest would be kind of lame.

So! I just might as well tell you the whole story.

Yesterday, or whatever day Thursday was, I was at Publix. Now, everyone knows that Publix has large scales in the entryway . Personally, I think it is a bad idea for Publix. Because if everyone who came in weighed themselves, they'd probably come out with a lot less food.

But anyway, I weighed myself. I was kind of like "Huh??" and then I got of. But then! The light bulb went off. How about getting on without my purse? It was a great moment for all mankind. And you know what, my purse weighs 5 stinkin' pounds!

The moral of the story is you should always, always, take off your purse when you weigh yourself in the middle of the entry way at Publix.

End of story.

Newvember #18: My purse needs to diet.