Friday, January 6, 2012

Therapy

I'm going to need therapy.

Not Physical Therapy, I'm in that now for my fractured fibula and almost a graduate.

I need GST therapy.

Never heard of it?

It's relatively new. Grandma Shopping Therapy.

I was at the mall today. And my body was just drawn, with no control, and out of my way, to the baby department.

OMG! I wanted to buy every outfit. Each one was cuter than the previous.

How am I going to resist?

I'm going to go broke, BUT I'm sure that my future granddaughter NEEDS whatever I see.

Here she is dreaming of what I am going to send....
I can't wait to buy little tutu skirts.

Wouldn't any little girl look adorable in this dress?

Or this one? There are too many to choose from!

And even though she's going to be in sunny CA, shouldn't she have a Rachel Zoe leopard coat?

Now honestly, who wouldn't love all this coordination?

I need to start my therapy now! Honestly, I am going to need a support group, or a STOP group. Someone has to help me gain control!!!!!!!

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