Before I begin, I wanted to thank you all so much for your thoughts and prayers for my family in Missouri. Not only were they spared from the tornadoes, but they left a day later for vacation in Florida! Thus, my empathy has turned to envy and I will no longer be writing about them on my blog. ๐Ÿ˜‰

And so with the tornado season on leave (at least in the Midwest), I’m back to my regularly scheduled banter about nothing.

And what’s been on my mind lately? Something that will revitalize and expand my wardrobe. Something that will make me a more confident and attractive woman. Something that will help me keep it all together, if you will.

In short, I need glue.

The other day I was getting dressed up to go out for a pedicure and haircut, and a little bit of shopping; a belated birthday and mother’s day gift. A real treat for a mom and an occasion to take off the yoga pants, which is always a plus. After trying on nearly every top in my closet, I settled on an outfit that made me feel comfortable and cute. One last glance in the mirror and I realized I was about to leave the house with one sandal sole a-flapping and a bracelet missing a piece of fake tortoise-shell plastic. For fear of Clinton and Stacy showing me some secretly taped videos of my escapades around town in flappy shoes and a broken bracelet, I took off the bracelet. Two fashion “faux-pas” was a little too much, even for me.

The sandals, however, remained. They are so cute and they only flap once in a whileโ€ฆ at the most embarrassing and inopportune moments, of course. Stacy and Clinton would not have been happy. Especially when they watched me run to my haircut appointment fifteen minutes late shoe flapping the whole way.

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The bracelet and the shoes are not new wardrobe casualties. They stand alongside the cardigan on the top shelf with a giant rip at the seam, and the $10 pair of “pearl” earrings that suddenly became detached from their stems one day last year. So why are they still hanging around? Because they are some of my favorites! ย And I have the perhaps misguided hope that some glorious day I will get around to fixing all of them. But it’s starting to get ridiculous.

โ€ฆbut flappy.

The bracelet has been waiting about six years now. The shoes, one maybe two. The cardigan and earrings are more recent additions, but casualties nonetheless.

I don’t know why it’s so hard to write “gorilla glue” on a list and purchase it, but it’s almost as hard as putting away folded laundry. Scratch that, it’s harder. For me, anyways.

And then I suppose, after procuring the glue I’d actually have to use it, which could be another couple of years worth of waiting, until the glue was dried up and useless or lost in another move.

(Sigh). So tonight, dear friends, I tell you: I am in need of a sticky situation and a little determination. And some shoes that don’t flap.

What do you need?

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