Thank God It's Friday!

My cousin T and her best friend visited this week. Tonight, the sister, the cousin, the best friend and I are leaving town to spend a day in San Marcos. My first trip--my local shopping excursions usually include Dillard's, Lane Bryant, Avenue, Children's Place, then home to rest my weary feet and aching head--but I hear it's an outlet heaven.

Starting last night, the other 3 sensible women began balancing their checkbooks and saying, "I have X amount to spend. DO NOT LET ME GO OVER."

Limits? Boundaries? Budgets? I scoff at the very ideas. I like to be free to express myself and shopping and the related clothes and shoes are definitely self-expression. How can I be expected to curtail that? I don't want to stunt my growth in any area!

But, just in case I get a little too expressive, I'm only taking one debit card, one checkbook, and no credit cards. That way, I get to be me while still keeping a roof over my head and a decent mode of transportation.