Word of the day : Luminous
DEFINITION: bright, brilliant, glowing
EXAMPLE: The park was bathed in luminous sunshine which warmed the bodies and the souls of the visitors.
SYNONYMS: incandescent, lucent, lustrous, radiant, resplendent

And some additional words of the day - toilet seat, paper cup, deely boppers, and giant leopard print shoe shaped chair!

Which is what I bought yesterday even if we couldn’t afford it, not the first three, but the last. I have a shoe chair, nyah nyah nyah nyah NYAH. Actually it’s not ‘giant’ it’s just a normal sized chair, shaped like a big high heel shoe in black and leopard print velvet, and of course I’ll be doing loads - o - foot fetish retro photography in it, so it will be showing up in image form mighty soon. I was going to the store, Wolfe specifically said, “Don’t spend more than 30$ that’s all we can afford” He was off to buy a 200$ web cam, so I could have a cam designated to my feet only for the foot fetish fans… and so I was off to buy some little accessories to decorate my foot cam ‘cave’ area under my desk. Up the elevator to housewares in army and navy, and there it stood, in all it’s glory, the large velvety black and leopard shoe chair. Only one, several women gushing and fawning over it. No price tag. Some couple of girls around my age already having a store lacky off to try to find the price on it … and I knew.. it MUST be mine. I hunted down the floor manager ASAP, having been a retail slave in the past. Told her I wanted to buy the chair, now, I’d taken the tag with the bar code off of it and had it in my hot little hands - my ticket to shoe chair paradise, and all I needed was the price so a clerk could ring it up for me… and oh, I only live half a block away (true!) it’s not very heavy, but awkward, could one of your security boys walk it over for me. Done, and done. 200$ later (Daddy is going to KILL me, but I have a SHOE CHAIR) going through my mind over and over again like some meditative mantra, I walked home beefy security boy carrying shoe chair in tow down the block to my apartment.

Happy happy.

Wolfe did come home with the web cam, did some serious unhappy Wolfe faces and grumbles (the closest that man gets to a display of anger) After much lip trembling on my part, promises of eating only peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the rest of the month, and selling something else I own if we really need to, and him going over our monthly finances, two, or three times, he finally came to the conclusion that we could manage it… yay! Shoe chair stays. He grumbled a bit still, because we’ve been looking for a chair for the little corner of our apartment still unfilled, and he’d been thinking ‘recliner/lazy-boy’ which a) would have cost us a lot more dough (it would have HAD to been black or red leather) and b) we really didn’t have enough room for one. The shoe chair fits, size wise, there is enough animal print here and there in our domicile to make it fit (not enough to make it look like the ghost of Elvis has moved in though), and I LOVE it.

Next model I have over… teusday I think it is, I’m stripping her down, sticking her in my yet unphotographed leopard print platform sandals, and who cares what else if anything else and draping her over the damn shoe chair as many ways as bodies can manage (a good thing Veronica does yoga)

and that’s all I have to say about that.

So I just woke up, that’s whats happened yesterday, and now I’ve just read by horrorscope for today, which is a lot gloomier than I feel: Gemini’s pay attention.

“You were hoping for a better day, but this is what you get. An old friend or a family member can still push all the wrong buttons even when he or she knows that you don’t want to be involved on that level. Old patterns are louder than new thoughts, no matter how much you say that you’ve changed. Tightly wrap comfort’s thin illusion around you, like a security blanket or a shield. Even in the stickiest of circumstances, you can probably find a way to make it better. A little denial helps you until the real change comes along”

Hmmmm, maybe I’ll take a couple of clonazepam with breakfast, a little anti-anxiety medication in the morning always helps a little denial go down easy.

XO
Leila

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