Saturday, September 29, 2012

Twenty Six | Day Eighteen

Day 18-1

The only thing getting me through late pregnancy is retail therapy. I woke up super grumpy this morning and ended up with two new pairs of boots (the coral ones on the left arrived here last week), five new shirts, and an absurd amount of hand soap. Also, my husband is now the proud owner of two new flannel shirts, two new pairs of snazzy pants, a leather belt, and a ridiculously expensive jacket.

Call me shop-crazy, but I don't think anyone's complaining (especially not Max's stuffed animal collection).