Postcards from the past few days

We're taking this weekend to settle in. While Lil E plays at "Daddy's park," I'll be hitting the blocks-long garage sales in the new neighborhood, making a Target run and spending time with people who don't (normally) engage in bathroom talk 80% of the conversation. Here are a few photos to catch you up on a wonderful and very full week of transition and adventures.

The potted flowering plant Lil E was so thrilled to give me bright and early on Mother's Day morning. He picked it out, he said, because it is "our favorite color!" You've got to adore a boy who can embrace pink so vivaciously.

Walking with Grandma and Grandma Alice through the halls of her nursing home to check in on some baby chicks who hatched a few weeks ago. Grandma Alice will be 100 this summer and although Lil E has never known the feisty, smart lady she is under the veil of Alzheimer's, they have always had an unspeakable, powerful, instinctual connection. You can feel it emanating between them as they hold hands, sing and smile at each other. 

(More pics after the jump)

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Grocery or Gabbana?: More shoes I found on Facebook

I can't help it. I'm apparently a social network advertiser's afternoon delight. I see the shoe ads over and over and over and get pissed because they're there all customized-like and taunting me. Then four minutes later, I'm clicking like I have a J-lo shoe budget and a Kimora closet to hold them all.

Now that you've weighed in on whether these gold numbers are Hoochy or Hawt, play along with another gold pair that desperately need your attention.  Or at least your judgment. Feel free to be harsh. These aren't people or ethical decisions, kittens. They're freaking shoes. Gold shoes. They need your stern eye and sense of style-entitlement.

Today's game is called (cue the band):

                    Are these shoes
                    good for the grocery store
                    or should they be saved for
                    a Saturday celeb brunch
                    with Debra Messing and Demi Moore?

                    (see these babies after the jump)

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Hoochy or Hawt: What do you think of these shoes I crave?

Remember how this is not a shoe blog? Well, it's still not. Just humor me, kittens. Humor me and play along in the game.

You know...the game where I finally give in to effing Facebook and click the customized ad for Betsy Johnson and other adorable and completely compellingly clickable shoes and find twelve pairs of $350 heels I feel are imperative to my quality of life. Particularly, post-marriage quality of life.

While I am too committed to (gulp) financial freedom at this point (look at me, all Suze Orman and what-not) to buy all of the shoes I lust after (or rather, any $350 pairs), a grrrl can dream. And strategize. And call on all the fabulous women she knows to answer:

Are These Shoes Hoochy or Hawt?
(you can see them shine after the jump) 

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