The need for speed.....

Before driving the aforementioned Tesla, I dreamt of the perfect driving outfit. Two words: driving gloves and driving moccasins. The classic driving mocs are made by Tod's, but J.Crew offers several more affordable options, or you can go with a boho Minnetonka. As far as gloves go, there are countless varieties from perforated to fingerless. Your options are wide open. Free People offeres several choices; the ones below are Chanel. Now it's time to hit the road, Jack.

Happy Halloween-y {early}....

....How do you measure a year? At the moment I am far less concerned with how to measure a year and far more concerned with how to measure the current week and the near future. Two days until the weekend, a little over a week until a three day weekend, a little less than two months until a fun trip, approximately three months to Turkey Day....and {drum roll please} four months until Christmas....and somewhere in that smorgasbord of dates falls Halloween. While not at the top of my fave holiday list, Halloween holds a warm spot in my heart primarily due to Martha-style decor and dressing up. Over the years {we're talking back to grade school} I have been a mermaid, Alice in Wonderland, an American Girl doll, a cowgirl, a cat, and have the makings for many others in my box of tricks--a hippie, a Greek goddess, a flapper, and a Motley Crue of accessories for the makings of many more....but at the moment I had sworn off costumes until I spotted the Carrie tut dress, the dress that opened every show, the dress on the bus, the dress she tripped in, the dress she was splashed with water in and the dress she kept in the movie...It was the epitome of youth and fun! I do think that it might be a stretch to call myself Carrie for Halloween, but it was a thought...at the moment not dressing up is winning, followed by a pirate, followed by Carrie, followed by a 60s girl--vintage dress! Ahh well nothing to get my feathers ruffled about I still have over two months...Any suggestions?

My motherboard, my self....

My life brings to mind the infamous episode of Sex and the City: My Motherboard, My Self. After losing my laptop and two phones already this year, I was beginning to believe my life was turning for the better. I should have pause to remind myself--not so fast, sister! Sunday afternoon I was struggling with resetting my Internet when I jiggling the mouse of my desktop in the other room and the computer yielded no response. I jiggled again, and again no response. I tried to turn the power on to the tower. No response. My child had died. I called my Mom to inform her of the grim news, but she said, M it was dead the last time I was there. We laughed. It had had a long life and had travelled across state borders.....I suppose it was time for it to pass. After all, it did not even have a flat screen, but it was good to have a backup. I unplugged the Internet from it and proceeded to disconnect all the cords. I saved he keyboard, mouse, and speakers and left the monitor and tower sitting on the desk. After a day or morning the loss I hoisted the tower and the monitor into my car and drove to the dumpster. I sat the two components neatly beside it and left in anguish. I should have taken a photo of the deceased. It was so forlorn.

I am just now recognizing the lost, and realize that I lost photos from my old Kodak camera, songs I had downloaded and all the information I saved...it wasn't a lot, and hopefully I can find the photos on a jump drive....ah well such is life.....I guess I am back to playing Carrie on my laptop.

*Photos from HBO