Being married is sometimes* like living with little elves. I notice sometimes* that little things around the house will magically get done. I'm sure that's it's because of the husband and not little elves. But one can dream.
For instance, I decided to try and take photos on the back porch. As I peered out the window, I was crossing my fingers that the snow would be melted. Not so much. However, there was a perfect little shoveled pathway.
My first thought was "oh, how'd that get there?" Followed by, "those little elves..."
Then, I remembered that the recycling had to go out, so the path was really a necessity and not a lovely gesture to ease the picture taking.
This outfit walks that fine line between cute and cowgirl. I'm hoping to be a little less on the cowgirl side, but I couldn't resist wearing the last of my 30¢ Goodwill purchases from a couple of weeks ago: a little boys Wrangler shirt, complete with pearly snaps and all. Giddy up.
Shirt: Thrifted, 30¢ - Belt: Thrifted, $1 - Skirt: Charlotte Russe, $5 - Boots: Target, $35
*I want to stress that this is only SOMEtimes, because OTHER times,
a girl has to ask until she's blue in face. Love you, honey!
EDIT: Someone just made a really great point. SOMEtimes the little elves do not so helpful things, too. So, beware the little elves!