end of an era

It finally happened. As I was walking quickly out of the post office early Wednesday morning, rushing to make my next stop--Costco--before hurrying home to meet my sister and her client, my favorite EVER and most comfortable pair of summer sandals broke. My rhinestone flip-flops--broken beyond repair! I had to walk, lopsided, out to my car with one shoe off and one shoe on. This time I really could have qualified for the handicapped placard.

Adding insult to injury, I not only had to return home--even though I was already three-fourths of the way to Costco, but also drive barefooted, as my broken sandal happened to be my right one. I hate driving barefoot.

I knew that my time was growing short with my beloved shoes, as I had already had to mend the holes in the sole with duct tape, but I was simply not prepared for this sudden loss. For now I can only hope to find sandals this stylish and comfortable by next summer. Farewell.

jumping in with both feet

Deep breath--here goes! After daily inspiration by celebrity bloggers like my nieces Jessie and Michelle and friend Jill (my claim to fame is that I actually vacationed with her once), as well as goading by my daughters Charlotte and Emily, I'm finally doing it. I'm starting my very own blog.


I admit to a little foot-dragging, as I'm concerned about adding one more thing to my seemingly endless list of things I want to do (and don't always get done). But a recent post by one of the above-mentioned blogging divas has inspired me to do it for me. I realized that I don't have to worry about how often I post, or whether or not anyone reads it, or what they think. I also realized that it may help ease the sadness in having my two oldest kids leave for college (they are probably the two main people who will read my blog).

So for what it's worth--here goes! I'm jumping into the blogging world with both feet (in cute shoes, of course).