Fake friends are like pennies: two faced and worthless. True friends are like bras: they pick you up when you are hanging low.
It’s that time again. We’re hitting the road for Las Vegas. Another road trip, another bingo tournament. Will this be the year I yell bingo at the top of my lungs? We bought tickets for this month when we won some money in November. I hope we can do the same later this week and buy tickets for either July or November.
We’re making this trip once again with three friends and we all partner at the tournament. When we won last year and split the winnings, we each had to fill out a new IRS form for gambling winnings and losses. I told our CPA last week that he should expect us to do the same again next March. But for a lot more money, of course!
I always take a small purse so I don’t have to lug my big-ass purse. I have quite a few small ones in my collection, but I never am happy when I get to my destination. It’s too small and won’t hold my glasses. It’s an odd color that doesn’t match anything in my suitcase. (Hot pink anyone?) But I did get an email yesterday from the Coach outlet and there’s a nice off-white one that might be calling my name.
Leslie and I have decided that one day we’ll design the perfect purse. What would you like to see in your perfect purse design?