Shopping is Good for the Soul

I love shopping as a therapy.  I am a fashion junkie.  Do not judge me by what I wear, for I am poor.  That said, I rarely get to engage in this fun past time.  However, each day, Garon and I have been going on small outings to get me out of the house.  My mother called and wanted to give me something to look forward to, so she offered to buy me a new school outfit.  So, the other day, Garon and I went on a quick trip to a store, where I found two lovely blouses.  One is brown with white and mustard flowers (sounds horrible, but definitely cute).   The other is black with a little lace up top.  Both are modest, but very feminine.  After living in t shirts and pajamas, I need feminine.  Garon is taking me on a date after my six week checkup.  We are going to fine dine and dress up.  I can not wait to plan what I will wear.  I want to go eat at Avalon, which has a patio with tiny white lights, and is very romantic.  I am going to take time with my makeup and curl my hair.  Garon has always told me that love is a choice.  He chooses to love me every day.  Can it be that happiness is a choice as well?

July 31, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized |

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