Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

I know I live in Brentwood, and there's a lot of discretionary income in this community, but I don't think I'll ever get used to the idea of folks wearing $250 sandals to the ballpark.
At our last T-ball game, the opposing bleachers looked like a cast party for Desperate Housewives, with all manner of white jeans, satin tops, spike heels and gigantic leather bags. Our side had a couple who dress like Felicity Huffman, including me, but only a few. It's not like Civitan Ballpark is THE place to be seen, and that red baseball dirt stays with you, if you know what I mean.
Yet more proof that I'm merely a junior varsity mom running in a varsity world.

Keep your head down

In the aftermath of Bloody Monday yesterday, I am posting the best quote I've heard in a long time, as reported by my bro-in-law who works for a major international corporation.

The word around the office is, "Employed is the new promoted."