Addiction/ tragedy

Shopping, yes... that's my addiction. I have been working at my mom's firm in Birmingham {by the way, i now officially HATE Birmingham- story later} for the past two summer. This summer will be my third. While i get the honor of working with this lovely firm, i also get the enjoyment of shopping on the Internet when i find some down time.

First off, eBay is my best friend! She is amazing, and she loves to help me find the cutest {cheapest} clothing articles.

Here is what she is helping me buy today:

A pair of $100 dollar jeans for the lucky price of $41.00, whoo hoo!! {i'm pumped} 

Well at least i have good news.

But i got some bad.

I had a VERY traumatic experience driving in Birmingham. I vow to never go back under my own free will. I  really cannot express the feeling i had, but it wasn't a very fun one! Here's the gist of the story...

I was going to Vestavia Hills from the office of south side. Going there wasn't the problem, it was coming back. The exit that i usually take to get to the office {on a normal day} was blocked off by the police {how rude!}. So i calmly called my mom and asked her to give me directions on how to get home. We car-pol with Jeremy so i knew she would have an idea of how to navigate Birmingham... NOT!!! I was in the middle of the UAB hospital intersection and she didn't know where i was. Never the less, i found my way back {30 minutes later}.