Friday, January 14, 2011

Usually, i'm pretty good about avidly pursuing my adult goals. I job-hunt like a warrior and I don't waste (too much) time pining over carefree college days. I also think I've actually adapted to the whole adult thing fairly well ... learning to dress and talk and act like one, for the most part.

But sometimes, trying to be a grown-up makes me feel like this:

And also this:

And probably this:

And, on some days, a lot like this poor bewildered child:

Also, my google image search for "grown-up shoes" made me want this:

last night, i was going out to socialize. i looked at my heels and ruffly things ... and put on sneakers, jeans and a sweatshirt ... and i think my soul heaved a happy little sigh. hello, me. i'd been missing you.


Kelsey Anne Hodgson said...

Like. All of it. Especially the car.

The Ballard Family said...

I just laughed so hard at that little boy with the backwards shoe that I made that wheezy sound like old people do when they laugh.
Like the banker on Marry Poppins.
That's all.