Sunday, February 7, 2010

I just want to walk in my own shoes!

I feel really cool. Totally hip. Everyone in San Francisco has a pair of these boots. I have seen literally 200 sets marching around from my office to the city streets. 
Guess what? I have a pair too (all the way from Indianapolis). 

Guess what else? They're in the shed. I had decided to store my "nice" shoes in a cardboard box, not with the others in the tupperware. So when Paul heard, "Put the shoes near the front," he was unaware that I had meant the fancies. 
Probably for the best. 
I have fallen in Target in these boots. Twice. Their floors are slippery and these boots, while have only a little heal, also have very little traction.