So I got home late Sunday night. It was a great trip. I did not have one bad day. Not one. A few days sittin' in the sun, got a little color finally. It's hysterical as my guys think I got so dark. They have no idea.....lol.
I did develop a real fondness for Mango Coladas. Holy Moly! Those are some good drinks.
I brought the guys a gators tooth. Seems to have gone over well. Most of them want to make it into a necklace. I just thought they'd find them interesting.
Me? I went shopping. See, I'd gotten into a real funk this year. Gaining weight hasn't helped and I'd started to dress a bit like a prude. That is SO not me. Well, there's nothin' like shopping with someone who knows you, really KNOWS you, to help get you out of the funk. It worked. I feel great.
Now, I'm pretty sure it was that along with the human contact - hugging - along with a few compliments that did it. Seriously - I've said it time and time again, let folks know if you like something, if they look nice. It matters. It really really matters. Out here, I don't get any of those. And I never realized how much I miss that. There is nothing like a compliment to make you walk a little taller.
Anyway - I have some new clothes and a new spring in my step. A smile on my face and some memories to get me through the next year.
The only problem is the new shoes I bought hurt my feet. I tried 'em on. Really I did. They felt great when I bought them. But this morning? They feel about 1/2 size too small. It makes no logical sense. I just figure it's this place.
I guess California doesn't like me much more than I like it.
And it's taking it out on my feet.........
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