What to do when the object of your affection cancels a date. 2 nights in a row.

The Irish Roommate and I had plans for a hot date yesterday, but there was an emergency at work and he had to go in. We rescheduled our (now even hotter date) for today. Work committments again made the scenario impossible. I need to point out that I am not mad about this at all because it could just as easily have been me with the work emergency. Life happens.

Initially I was bummed, but then I remembered that I had:

1. a babysitter
2. manicured nails
3. a really good hair day
4. shaved legs
5. taken the time to actually iron clothes

Do you know the sheer number of things in the universe that have to converge in order to make all 5 of those things happen? I couldn't let it go to waste so I called up some of my girlfriends. Surely we could think of several ways to entertain ourselves for a couple of hours. We (naturally) decided that shoe shopping and margaritas were the way to go.

The margaritas were tasty, the company was great, but the shoe shopping was unsuccessful. Not to toot my own horn or anything but I did manage to pick up a dress that looks so good on me that the object of my affection will yearn to see it crumpled up at the foot of his bed.

I'm just saying.

Current shoe obsession:

What I am listening to: Landslide - Fleetwood Mac