Shoes, Shopping and Memories for Momma

Oh man....I am back! I need to make sure not forget that in my moments of motherhood-insanity, that this is my confessional and some sort of cheap therapy. Although, I have to admit, that I would MUCH RATHER be shopping for a jaw dropping pair of shoes that I probably would not have any reason to wear anytime soon!

That seems to be all that I can think of lately....shopping. Good ol' retail therapy. The problem is, that my font of cashola has seemingly dried up here in Portland. I cannot wait to get the heck outta Dodge. The economy hit this town hard and modeling crashed and burned. So while I strap on my stilettos and do runway shows or a print shoot here and there the pay is next to nothing and I end up doing it for the sake of hanging out with adults and reliving a few minutes of a former life of fabulosity. ;)

I tend to find myself missing the "good ol' days" a little too much lately. I miss hopping on a plane to Italy, Miami, NY, Asia... I miss that newness, the butterflies in the stomach as my plane would land....I miss hearing all of the new languages, smelling new smells, eating new foods, meeting new friends...and WORKING. Yeah, I miss all that. I wouldn't trade my kids in for the world, but a momma is allowed her memories...and I have some pretty darned good ones!

So do I go on-line and browse the latest collection of Italian leather boots or do I buckle down and turn on a 20 minute work-out video to work off some of this turkey and pumpkin pie? Ugh....tough one. Something tells me the boots are gonna win out. Even if I just sit here and stare at them!