Ok, not as therapeutic as I wish it would be. My daughter needs shoes, she is 11 and her feet are bigger than mine, that and she is taller than me! So we go through cloths and shoes at least three times a year with her. There is nothing in this world I dread MORE than shoe shopping. My husband on the other hand, will gladly spend hours scoping out the perfect pair of running sneakers for himself. He is usually the one to take our daughter shopping when it comes to shoes.
Second, we are celebrating, late, but still celebrating my sisters birthday tonight. She would like spaghetti, and I have a left over rain check from Harris Teeter from January's meal deal I am going to use up.
Last I have a project I need to finish for my boutique this evening and I am missing a supply. So off to Joannes (coupon in tow of course) to pick it up.