I have to say that my day did not start out great. Before I could even think about coffee (which my bladder has ceased to reject...THANK GOD!), I stepped out of bed and into my sister's cat's puke. At first I thought it was diarrhea (it just had that feel), but was corrected that it was actually the digested remains of a rodent (it was at this point I began to dry heave my way to the shower). And people wonder why I don't have pets...

However, after that, it was all up hill. I went to San Francisco and had a brief romance with some pumps at Nine West (can we say CUTE?! I'm not a big shoe brand person, but OH MY GOD, CAN WE SAY CUTE?!) I didn't buy any shoes because I was on a cute jacket binge, but I have a date with the Nine West store set up for next year).

Just for today, I can enjoy the day after Christmas (sans the puke).