
Went shopping this weekend for a pair of shoes. Why you say? Well I wanted a pair of comfortable nonsneakersandelboot shoes to wear when I am not working. These are not those shoes, because those shoes may not exist. But while I was out I ran into these bad boys. Loud you say, bright you say, yellow and pink you say. . . I do. See these also happen to be Nike Shoxs which are so good for my hips and knees that I am sometimes willing to pay the ridiculously high price that goes with them. But these were half off so I snatched them up. Meanwhile my kids love them. That's right I hear they were tight and throw and bling and other terms of coolness that only come out of a junior highers mouth mockingly. But hey this time they actually meant it. Who knew? So I'll get on with my bad self and boogey in my new shoes. Aren't you all jealous?
