March was supposed to arrive like a lamb, as indicated by the last week of February. The lawn was almost bare of snow, robins were skittering across the lawn, and crocus bulbs were peeking above the dirt.
More importantly, I had broken out this:
That’s right, my new spring handbag. The Italian handbag purchased at over $60.00 off retail price from my local TJ MAXX. Not only did I love the color, the square construction, the silver nail heads, but I SOOO got this on sale!
Instead, I had this:
Granted, these trees in my yard could be construed as picturesque. The blue sky is nothing to sneeze at either. It’s just that I’ve been there and done that, like a dozen times this winter.
I want to be pink, think pink, and carry pink.
Bye for now pink bag. I shall clip your tags and set you free another week.
