the trouble with living by the beach…
i was so proud of myself! the dog and i were up @ 3am and out the door by 3:30am for our drive to cincinnati.
we were bookin’ on through and i started making a mental list of all the things i had needed to get together and put in the car before we left. things were going along just fine until i thought to myself, “hey, something doesn’t feel right here…” i looked down and said,
“hey! where the hell are my shoes??”
the trouble with living by the beach? being too comfortable with being barefoot all the time.
besides this minor snafu, the trip to cincy has been a good one.
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June 19th, 2009 1:54 pm
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Ahh, 3 peddles, the way it should be. I love driving barefoot, just not getting on hot asphalt and concrete barefoot. But usually not a problem for me, I’m the one who wears socks with sandals, because otherwise my feet dry out and crack.
Comfort over Fashion!!!!!