I'm all about the brown leather shoe..and wondering what to do with my hair

So I have decided I love brown
leather shoes. Nothing I like more
than slipping (or squeezing at first few weeks
instance) my tiny foot into a brown
leather shoe.
I have discovered I am a UK size 3,
which is very small apparently.
But means that a lot of the time
my size is still in stock.
Now, don't fret brother Ben,
I have not been out frivolously
throwing about the pound
on endless pairs of cow hide
shoes, I am just acknowledging
my appreciation of them, was admiring
my $3 sandals that I got at the Garage
thrift store in Wellington, the
summer just passed over yonder, down
under.



Also, I have recently become
subject to a hair cut urge.
I keep having an itch to grab
a pair of scissors and attack my
long blonde hair.
But this shall have to wait
til I have a fixed income.
My ends are absolutely distasteful,
"don't look too closely folks,
this ones got a bad case
of split-ends, poor wee lass."



I had an interview this morning
with a Nanny agency.
It went swimmingly.
No bathers involved unfortunately
but She was a very lovely interviewer
and I felt I filled my duty
as an interview-ee.
Once I have had my CRB (criminal records bureau)
check completed, (which can take up
to 8 weeks, GAH!)
and have done a first aid crash
course then I'll be put up for
sale to families in need of
a nanny.


nothing else to
report.


-katie joy