Purple Rain or Sprinkles

I thought I probably shouldn't make fun of the orange cankles when I got some thickness going on with my own legs. I looked down and wondered if I had cankles this morning.  I think I'm ok.  I'm not so sure.  Got my walk in this morning and no geese chased me.  Bonus.  

I stopped at Metro Market again in Shorewood.  I miss seeing my old nemesis from Boston Store.  Where is old Mary Jane?  Do I show up on camera and she hides in the stockroom?  Maybe she had to get a job for awhile to pay for her shoes. I don't know.  I just thought it was funny she ran from me when I thought it really should be the other way around with my slovenly leisure wear.  I did get a couple of compliments on my cat love t-shirt.  So there!  Just thankful I didn't have to worry about the nightmare that is Lois.  I'll never go to a strawberry festival in Cedarburg though.  I might lower the property values for sure.

It was sprinkling rain when I left Metro Market but it wasn't too bad and it didn't last for long.  I got home just in time to be mom's errand girl for the afternoon.  Or chauffeur to Goodwill.  She got a bargain. I went to Target and earned my first $5 off on groceries.  Productive day with my lavender ortholite shoes.

Jimmy Kimmel is back!!  Yes!  Power to the people!  Or I hope so, depending on his monologue.  No regrets on cancelling Hulu & Disney Plus.  I can watch his monologue online later.  Just so happy to see the power of the people making a difference!

I'm feeling like the true believer tonight.

I got stamps from a Virginia postcard organization.  I agreed to write 150 postcards.  I think I'll breeze through it this week.

It feels good today.  

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