I'm just not that into it today. Yeah, it's true. I'm a little tired. My zippity do da didn't. My foshizzle has fizzled. I need a little breathing room. So instead of blathering on about the current state of our economy or my health or the weather or politics or the deeper meaning of glue guns, I'm going to take a little Madgie break.

In the past that would have meant a shoe shopping trip, but with the state of the things I've already stated I'm not going to blather on about today...that would be highly frivolous and wasteful...and I simply can't afford to buy new shoes right now. Don't feel too badly for me, I have a LOT of shoes.

Though I do have my eye on the brown version of my fabulous knee high black leather Timberland boots I got last year...which are so comfy and bad ass I will be wearing them until they fall apart.

But I digress...

Good grief Charlie Brown, even my not blogging is epic in scope. Sheesh.

BWO!

xoxo
Madge

(Monday I shall reveal the smattering of Kewpies I received for the contest and we'll get the judges voting. If you still haven't ponied up your dolly, you have until Sunday at midnight to send a 1MB jpeg to margot@margotpotter.com.)