Laughing at myself

Lord help the hopeless, Lol.

Sooooo. I handled this so-called break-up with Retail Therapy. Hello, my name is DCGG, and I am a bargain shopper. I infact needed to BUY a whole other suitcase to pack what I have purchased...count them 10 new pairs of heels, 2 pairs of flip flops, a um nude flat-which is what I intended to buy...
A few (maybe 6?) Dress shirts, 1 black number dress (See video)…, a very cute formal dressI have bo idea where I'll wear it...um, 2 pairs of jeans, and um, two belts...the other item I 'meant' to buy.
Hmmmmm. Strange. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hME9RM_aJHk) LMAO!

In addition to the fact that "Shopping makes everything better" and being with Momma and Daddy...who really reinforce Cowgirls Don't Cry, having a best friend and friends in general to lean on is kinda nice. Ya'll really refrained from the I told you sooo's; thank you.

A Certain number of men have made the transition nice as well. The Lexus Dealer aka the Closer, insist he takes me out to dinner when I re-imerge, I'm apparently invited to Poker with The Indian Guy, but lol...yeah, I'm stupid, This One Guy...Mr. Coffee, has my Mom salvating and waiting everymorning to see what's new with the brew...

*sigh. You'd think I'd be jaded, or at least slowed down...but get back on, and ride, girl, ride.

Mr.Coffee...yeah, that one scares me. Everyone else knows their place...a distraction at best. But Mr.Coffee, lol, he's just witty and adorable, and secretely probably married to 7 women in Oregan.

Learning SOMETHING from before...I think I'll savor this time. Momma said, you can't rush love...
Lol. Then again momma is as obsessed with figuring this guy out as I am...but Mr.Cofee later.

This post is my closure chapter on my man with the Yellow Hat...I deleted the pictures, I took off the necklace (and bought myself a new one), erased text, emails, and IMs. Hard yes...but like band-aids, quick stings hurt less than the fear of agony of what I thought Id feel. Again, Strange.

Anyways. If The Man in The Yellow Hat ever reads this, I can thank him for giving me my summer romance fantasy.
I did love you, and that means wishing you well. So, best, and love- from my heart to yours.

That said, careful world, she's no longer grounded or on cloud nine, in an ironic private joke no one will get...I'm Floating.

Xoxo Universe.