Weekend

Those of you on Facebook know that I spent part of my Saturday afternoon voluntarily watching football.  It was on ESPN, which rarely happens for my Alma Mater, and I asked the hubby to flip to it just so I could check the score.  Then I got sucked in.  To football.  Which I hate.  I blame the hubby.  Although even I have to admit that it was a really good game, and UM won by scoring a touchdown with 6 seconds left.  I still can't believe I watched it, though, and couldn't believe it when I was sitting there watching it.  I did look at shoes while watching, so maybe I'm not a completely lost cause.  My college's colors are maroon and silver or gray, so here are some school spirited shoes:

We start with shoes I would actually wear to a game.  Because crazy I might be, but I'm not crazy enough to wear heels to a football game.  Especially in Montana where I'm likely to get frostbite.  I like the first one best.

It's hard to find cute shoes with both colors.  I like the accent details here with a little bit of the silver.

I love these. A lot.

I couldn't find many options where the silver was the dominant color, which is OK, because I think I like it better as the accent color.

Well this is...sparkly.  I should like it, it's a t-strap, but I don't know.  Maybe it's cuter on.

Ooooh...shiny.

Yesterday was a fun day because I got to see my auntie for the first time in 2 years.  She is house-sitting for a friend in Sonoma, so I drove there to see her and the 2 friends who came with her.  It was awesome to get to hang out, and she looks amazing.  We went thrift store shopping and I found the cutest dress, so that was fun.  I also found some really cute brown Clarks, but they were too big.  Sadness.  Oh, speaking of Clarks, I'm pretty sure I ran errands like this on Saturday:

This is what happens when I like a shoe so much I buy it in multiple colors.

In other news, today is Laughter's 5th birthday! She is such a smart, beautiful, funny little drama queen.  Don't try to get any of her bacon, though, because she will NOT share.  Here are some bacon shoes just for her (and I know these are for a baby and not a 5 year old, but some of the bacon shoes are really creepy):

Now that we're all caught up on the weekend, I'll tell you what else I've been thinking about.   I might take a break from posting.  I haven't been posting regularly anyway, first because we've been so busy with the new office, but also because I'm feeling so blah, I'm not inspired, and I don't want to keep posting depressing stuff.  Yesterday was awesome, I loved seeing my aunt, but I am in such a pit of depression right now that I wasn't fully present in the moment.  I couldn't get out of my own head and I was on the verge of tears for most of the day.  The hubby and I have had some major bumps in the road the past few weeks (hell, for our entire marriage if we're honest), I think I've ruined a relationship with someone I really care about, I feel like I'm failing at everything, and I can't keep dumping it here.  So I might post occasionally when I have the time and inclination, but I don't think it will be on a regular basis for awhile.  Not even shoes can pull me out of this pit of despair.

National Dog Day!

So remember how yesterday I said I should wear shoes with lower heels today since my feet were so swollen?  Well, I did.  I chose shoes that I was convinced had shorter heels until I actually got to the office and measured them.  4 1/2 inches.  Ooooh...a whole half an inch shorter!  Insert eye roll here.  I'm currently wearing flats, just in case you were curious.

Today started out promising enough.  I got to sleep in until 6!  But then everything went to Tartarus in a handbasket.  Cue freaking out and panic mode.  Between that and all the crap happening in the news, today's post will be dogs wearing shoes in honor of National Dog Day.  I think we could all use a little cuteness in the day.

They can't fix everything, but hopefully at least one of today's pictures put a smile on your face.

3rd Anniversary Adventures

Yesterday was the hubby's and my 3rd anniversary (5th anniversary of our first date).  Traditionally, the first anniversary is paper, the second anniversary is cotton, and the 3rd anniversary is leather.  Not to say I can't do it going forward, but I totally dropped the ball with the first theme of paper, so I haven't done traditionally themed gifts for our anniversaries.  I didn't do a themed gift again this year, but at least I can do a themed post? 

Before we get to the leather shoes, though, yesterday was also quite the day because it's the day our new employees started (apparently we like to keep our anniversaries simple).  OK.  The new adventure.  Some of you know, and some of you don't, so I suppose it's time to stop alluding to it and actually tell you what's going on.  The hubby's job of the last year-and-a-half was challenging for many reasons; too many to go into in this post. In June, though, the weirdness became even weirder:  the local office in San Francisco started acting like they wanted to get rid of him, but the corporate office wanted to promote him.  In fact, they set up a couple of options for him, and it looked like things were going to work out, so the hubby turned down 2 other opportunities with other companies.  But then the lovely VP of the SF office sabotaged 3 separate attempts by corporate, and the hubby decided enough was enough and it was time to head out on his own.  Starting in June we began the process of starting a new business.  We got the office the first part of August and started getting everything set up, and new employees started yesterday (which is another story of insanity...ask me in person some time and I'll share that drama).  So I'm working in an office again.  I have no idea what my title is, though.  I'm the receptionist/gopher/office manager/janitor/keeper-of-Quickbooks, and whatever else each day might bring.  I've also lost the ability to walk in heels, a skill I must get back since I now have a place to wear them again!

Speaking of heels, let's move on to the shoe portion of today's post.

And of course they're going to be blue leather since it's my favorite color and our wedding color.  I'm not terribly fond of the shape of this just sitting there, but I know it would look cute under jeans.

Better shape, and would also look cute with jeans.  Or possibly a long dress.  But not a short one.

These are neither cute nor a good shape.  Maybe they look better on, and I'm sure there are women who could rock the style, it's just not a style I'm terribly fond of.

Does patent leather count?  It's my blog, so I say it does.  I love this!  So shiny and blue-y and Mary Jane-y!

Love this, too.  Probably a better heel height for the office, also, as opposed to the 5 inchers I'm wearing today.

I have these in black!  They are soooo comfortable.

I know it's not shoes, BUT, I told the hubby that when we make our millions :-) from this new adventure that we need to buy each other leather jackets, and I want this one.

Sandy Potatoes

Happy Medical Dosimetrist Day! Yeah, I didn't know what it was either. Click on the link for the definition if you're interested. I'm assuming medical dosimetrists wear practical shoes of some kind, but you know what they say about assuming. At any rate, were going to go with shoes celebrating something a little more recognizable. (No offense to the dosimetrists out there, I just don't know what shoes to post for your day) Today is also National Sandcastle Day.

And these are just all kinds of wrong.

Much better, and much more practical for the beach.

Did you know today is also National Potato Day?

Who buys and wears potato flip flops? Please tell me if it's you.

Certainly not Mrs. Potato Head. She's more of a practical pumps kind of spud.

Hey, I hope if you know any medical dosimetrists that you built them a sandcastle and made them some nice potato dishes today. 

Ice Cream and Poetry

Some things never change, and some do.  What didn't change is that I stayed up way too late last night finishing a book.  What has changed is that "way too late" in this case was 11:15.  Last summer my sleep schedule was totally screwed up and way too late often meant 3 or 4 in the morning.  Now that we've opened the new office and I'm back to regular working hours, I've been going to bed at a more decent hour so I can wake up earlier.  Which also means that I'm posting at more decent times, at least when I'm awake enough to post.  

Anyhoo, I'm actually posting tonight.  We're still at the office, but the hubby is working with the guy setting up our phone and computer systems, and it's after hours, so I figured I'd post.  According to my handy calendar, today is both National Ice Cream Pie day and National Soft Ice Cream Day.  Mmmm...ice cream.  Sounds awesome, especially with as hot it's been here the past few days.  I've posted ice cream shoes before, but here are some more:

The ice cream cone heels crack me up.  I enjoy the commitment to a theme.

I like this even better.  Love the colors.

Mmmmm...mint chocolate.  I kind of want to lick these...

No desire to lick these, though.  These are really quite ugly.

Very cute.  Chocolate AND sprinkles.  Fancy!

These are really cute; they seem like something out of a children's book.

Today is ALSO National Bad Poetry Day.  

I won't comment on whether these consist of bad poetry or not.  I just like that they made shoe poems in the shape of shoes.

Did you know that I occasionally write my own bad poetry?  Here is a poem I wrote in seminary after way too much caffeine, and inspired by the comment of a friend on another poem I had shared at a seminary talent night thingie.

Bisexual Shoes

I once wrote a poem about lesbian pants

Which got me to thinking that maybe, perchance

Other items in my closet might be engaged in a dance

Around their sexual identity.

I could have a pair of bisexual shoes

Which through the footwear of my closet might cruise,

Searching for mates who might also choose

Alternative dating tendencies.

Shoes such as this could cause quite a sensation

Should I ever decide to give them presentation

Especially in light of Vision and Expectations

And other aspects of candidacy.

It’s thoughts such as these that keep me up at night

Thinking other Lutheran closets could be in such a plight

Since sexual identity is seen in such a light

As to be quite the absurdity.

And so I write poems about pants and my footwear

Creating  some silliness that I might then share

So other Lutherans might come to be aware

Of these potential wardrobe tragedies! 

See?  Weird, bad poetry!  Now, go eat some ice cream and read/write some bad poetry of your own.

Coloring Shoes

Today is Coloring Book day!  And now I really wish I had a coloring book.  I actually bought a couple recently, but that was because Double A and The Bean were here and were also wishing they had coloring books.  Being the fabulous auntie that I am, I bought them each one plus box of crayons for the drive home.  I should have bought one for myself.  And now I have decided that there need to be coloring shoes.  I've posted lots of hand painted shoes here, but I'm not crafty enough to paint shoes on my own, so I need coloring shoes.  I found a few.

Coloring shoes!  Not for adults, but hey, we have to start somewhere, right?

These could possibly be adult size.  Double A loves butterflies, so she definitely needs these.

Not quite right because everything is so tiny.  These are more shoes that are made to look like they've been doodled on, but you could color them in a pinch.

 

I've actually posted these before, but I still think they're adorable.

See?  I could never do this because I can't draw for s--- and I could never freehand something that looked decent.  I could color in what someone else drew first, though.

 

Paint by number shoes!  Yes, please.

Someone make color-your-own shoes a reality, please.

I'm So Tired

Whenever I say the phrase, "I'm so tired," I automatically think of this song:

Today was long.  Not bad, just a lot of running around, working out, cleaning the office (holy buckets the floor in the back rooms was DISGUSTING), and now I am tired.  I should be sleeping.  Instead I'm blogging, because clearly I must share Beatles songs with you rather than going to bed.  Duh.  Also, Beatles shoes.  But only 2 pairs, because I really am rather tired and you're keeping me up.  Rude.

Love them both.  Want them both.  The end. Good night.

BFF Birthday

Happy Birthday, BFF!  Awww...I love my BFF, and wish she was closer so we could have celebrated together.  You can find a brief summary of our relationship here from her birthday post 2 years ago, and last year's post here.  The BFF has had quite the past year, with both her and her hubby getting new jobs and moving to a new town.  She's doing well, though; settling in and getting the nephew settled and all.  I shall now celebrate her birthday the way I celebrate everything.  With shoes.  And this year I'm going with shoes based on her name.

Wow.  This is quite horrible.  Who do I speak to about naming this the same as my lovely BFF?

She has a whole line of kids shoes!

Same brand as the first one.  Still weird, but slightly better.

More kiddo sandals!

And of course we have to have some purple in here since it's the BFF.

Sparkly purple Mary Janes!  How celebratory!

Purple wedding shoes.  But also ballet flats, which is totally appropriate as she took ballet for many years.

Happy Birthday, BFF!  Love you!