We also accepted an invitation from other family members to hit up Saturday vigil mass and then a nearby Italian restaurant afterward.
|Linking up with Fine Linen and Purple|
Do you notice anything wrong here? Like the fact that I live in northern Indiana now and about 67% of the shoes I own are open-toe or sneakers? The truth is that I hate shoes. One of the first things I do when I get home is take off my shoes. And it's not because I'm trying to keep the carpet clean or any frou-frou reason like that. I also dread shoe-shopping. Because no matter how comfortable a pair feels in the store, it is just never the same when I actually wear them. The two pairs of "nice" black shoes in the upper right almost never get worn because they're just not comfortable. I've decided to blame my feet. I think my right foot is bigger than my left and that my toes are wide-ish but the rest of my foot is narrow. (B blames it on wearing flip flops for 10 months a year while in FL--his theory is that my toes got to spread out.) I don't know. But I have actually added two pairs to this collection recently, for better or for worse.
|Pardon my dopey expression.|
There also used to be a bookshelf behind me, but it has now been moved.
I'm still getting used to the boots, and B told me that somewhere around the internet he read that it takes 60 days to break in boots. Maybe that has been my issue with all my shoes? Usually I just give up after wearing them three times.