The Weekend is HERE!

Good morning glories!  I just wanted to say THANK YOU to everyone that linked up and played along for TT yesterday!  Y'all had some FABULOUS posts that I thouroughly enjoyed reading/picture browsing.  I'm still having that little issue with the computer regarding posting comments.  Some days it works, some days it doesn't and some days it's just difficult.  That being the reason I call my computer a 'she' because 'she' pretty much has constant PMS.  So, anyoldwho, that's beside the point, I saw them all and am so glad that so many of you decided to play along while kickin' a shout out to my new button!

I hope y'all have some exciting weekend plans, we have quite a bit, among them being a wedding of a friend who I've known since we were in diapers.  Our parents were friends therefore we did the things that friends of parents friends kids do.  We went on vacations together, spent the night at each other's houses, went trick or treating together, made forts in each other's rooms ... that kind of thing.  In fact, I actually have one of many pictures of Casey and I where our mothers decided they should dress us alike.  They did this a lot.  And we wondered why people always thought we were twins.

{I have no idea what was going on here, but apparently I'm EXCITED that we're both wearing our watermelon shirts.  In case you didn't catch that I'm the one about to pee my pants (it's likely that I did) while squealing on the right.}

Anyway, the point is not that we grew up together.  And that our parents were close friends.  And that we vacay'ed together.  The point is I'm going to a wedding.  For the first time pregnant.  And I have NO shoes to wear that either:

 a) don't fit

 b) don't match one of my few tents options for preggo wedding attire

 or

 c) make me want to saw my feet off because they are so uncomfortable.

  You think I'm kidding?  I could fit a saw in my evening clutch if deemed necessary.  So I thought I had this dilemna solved when the Mister said it was okay for me to go buy a new pair of shoes a 1/2 size larger.  And let me just add this side note.  The last thing I need from pregnancy is to gain SHOE SIZES on top of L-B's.  I mean seriously, at this rate I'm pretty sure I'd quailfy for the NBA, going by just shoe size alone.  And the Mister already called me Sasquatch BEFORE my feet swelled up like a hobbit's, so at this point I'm just ASKING for it.  But enough of that, back to problem solved (or so I thought) ...

... so Target has these darling leopard print tiny heeled (or kitten-heeled as they call it) closed-toed pumps.  Darling, perfect color for the tent dress I'm thinking will work and of course, Target = GREAT price.  So what kind of luck do I have?  Every. stinkin'. Target. within 20 minutes of my house, is sold out of the size I need.  Need a size 8?  Sure, they have it.  9 1/2?  Great, there's 2 or 3.  8 1/2?  A bountiful supply from heaven.  9?  Nowhere to be found.  I'm pretty sure, as a horrible, mean prank to me, someone who is probably 5' 8" or taller and properly suited to have a size 9 foot somewhere went and bought EVERY. SINGLE. SIZE 9, kitten-heeled, leopard print, $25.99 pair of perfectly suited for the wedding I'm attending Saturday night, shoes that Target has.  And I DON'T THINK IT'S FUNNY LADY!  NOT ONE BIT!

{These are the shoes in question.  I have no idea why they're coming out so gigantic.  Maybe they're supposed to be life-sized.  Seriously, my feet are frickin' huge.}

The inside of the spots is the exact bronze of the dress I'm (thinking about, nothing's set in stone until the shoes are IN my possession) wearing.

SO, today I will be on a hunt to find these beauties in not an 8, or a 9 1/2 or an 8 1/2 but a 9.  Hopefully I'll beat the size 9 shoe knome to at least ONE store before he steals all the rest of the 9's made in this darling little shoe.  I'll update y'all on my progress (and my feet) on Monday but until then, have a fantastic Friday and a safe, relaxing weekend!!!