My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

Behold, I’ve brought you sheep.  Not to be too much of a girl about this, but I’ve found the flock of sheep I’ve been looking for, and they are adorable.  I’m sharing with you all so you can spread the joy.

And, in yet another sign of how LA is slowly turning me into a (much more) materialistic person (because I’m sure the fact that I have a real source of income for the first time in my life couldn’t have anything to do with it), I’m coming to love this site and am drooling over these shoes (which would be so cute with jeans, a white shirt, and a certain red purse – ML, I think you know which purse I’m talking about).  If you ever actually see me tottering on these 3.5 inch, $300 heels though, please shoot me.  The world would probably be better off for it… 

…although a small part of me is firmly convinced that these shoes will somehow make me a happier, more fulfilled person (at least until I get bored of them).  I’m such a horrible consumer.  Tell me what I should want and I’ll want it.  Sigh.  Well, they say the first step is admitting you have a problem.  I don’t know who they are or what the second step is, but I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t be taking it in $300 shoes.