I'm a big kid now?

Lately I have been doing a lot of thinking about growing up. However, sometimes I find it hard to put on my big girl panties -- there are some things I just cannot live without. I started paying my student loans back and everytime Sallie Mae emails/calls me I want to sucker punch the greedy biatch. Now that BigRed has moved on, I need to get a big girl car and pay for it on my own. I started wearing leather gloves, which is something I can always remember my mother wearing, but have come to appreciate and love them. I think leather gloves are grown up!

On any given day, I step on the train/T/traipse through the city wearing these with pants/skirt/dress:Crocs with the fur... with the fur, the whole club lookin' at her

And on any given day, I will be carrying this:Cutest lunch box ever... Will get my name embroidered on ASAP

I am not gonna lie, I pretty much rock the crocs and the lunch box. I usually carry the lunch box in another bag with my cute shoes to put on at the office. I am the biggest hypocrite though. I HATE Uggs. I think they are the UGGliest things I have ever seen. I think they look quite silly. Then, I look down and I am gently reminded that my choice of footwear is probably more heinous than Uggs. I love crocs though. I think the 4 other pairs of crocs that I have in my closet are a testament to my undying love for the most glorious pair of shoes I have ever slipped on my delicate dawgs.

Hi, my name is Kacey and I love Crocs. (Don't knock them till you try them)

I continue to make new big girl decisions everyday. Today, I realized that I had saved $4 from parking (RIP BigRed) and thought it would be okay to spend $2 of that on large coffee from Dunks. I saved $2 and then went on to only drink half of my coffee and save the other half for an after lunch pick me up. Many might not think this is big girl, but today, I saved money on gas and parking, and bought the coffee I would have bought anyways, but today, I did not feel guilty doing so!
*Disclaimer: I might regret this decision when I start making car payments and insurance payments and when I see the pants I want from Ann Taylor Loft still not on sale for the 10293th week in a row. But for now, viva la dunks. My coffee machine at work is just not tasty.

I get off the train and was gently reminded again how limited my independence is this week:

Oh hey roomies! aka mom and dad.

These lovely, lovely people came all the way to Woburn to pick me up from the train! I jumped in the Windstar and and found out we were headed off to our spot:

Here is Dad at the Irish Cottage, our stomping ground!

I could get used to this whole "bring your daughter to her work day/then pick her up and take her out to dinner day." I cannot wait to have a car again, but for the time being, I will cherish my lovely chauffers. Love you guys.

Life goes WAY too quickly to grow up all at once, so I will take what is dealt to me as it comes. One day soon, I will be a big girl with loan and car and insurance payments, but for now, I don't mind chillin' with my homefries <3 And my grandmother who offered to give me a pack of her Hanes tighty whiteys to use a big girl panties. I kindly turned her down and stuck to my crocs and lunchbox. I even cut my bologna sandwich in 4 triangles today. How far is too far?!