My friend The Nomstress is here for a quick visit, planning to take Son for a week. And when she is in town, bad things happen to my checkbook:
These are Trollbeads, and they are addictive. Hubby will attest I have….a few. And yesterday eldest got her very own bracelet for her birthday, composed of the Chakhra beads, which I had been collecting for over eight months. Anyway, Nomstress tells me she needs to go to the Trollbeads store to exchange a leather bracelet.
Best laid plans, and all that rot.
They had just received a huge lot of “universal uniques”, which will fit other brands of bracelets, as well. And they were sooo pretty!!! So I caved. And it didn’t help matters having Eldest and Nomstress cheering me on, either.
Sigh….. 😉
July 16th, 2011 at 9:19 AM
Oh yeah. I am sure she really had to twist your arm there…. 😉
July 16th, 2011 at 9:26 AM
SHE DID!!!! 😛
July 16th, 2011 at 9:49 AM
I claim innocence!!! You got me on the Trollbead train and it is NOT my fault I can’t get off (nor do I want to). And they ARE soooooooooooo pretty! 😀
July 16th, 2011 at 11:09 AM
LOL!! You don’t help when you’re my cheering section!!
July 17th, 2011 at 5:18 AM
Repeat after me:
“I’m Aggie and I’m addicted to troll beads.”
Wait!…What?….. troll beads??? What kind of screwed up thing is that?
🙂
July 17th, 2011 at 11:56 PM
*Looks up Trollbeads*
Well. Those certainly aren’t cheap. I approve. The yorling will continue until morale improves.
Congrats and happy belated birthday to the daughter-unit.