Christening of the Kicks
Well, I've taken my new shoes out for a walk a few times and they've been christened well.
This weekend, walking with the husband, stepped in some poop. That's when I realized just how "grippy" and "groovy" the bottoms of my sneaks are. Said husband found me a branch to scrap it out. I love that guy.
The other night it was drizzling out but I thought, "It won't get that bad", and absent mindedly left my hood at home. But took Mike's iPod. I strolled alone to Ben Folds with the Western Australian Symphony Orchestra and some DMB Live Trax. Somewhere between the transition of albums the heavens opened up. I was about a 15 minute fast walk from home (all hills around these parts) so I turned some of the hills into runs, fearing for the life of the electronics I was carrying. I made it home, resembling something that had escaped the sewer, but could not manage to turn the iPod off. Mike was in class. I almost gave Heather a call but had already interrupted her birthday dinner once to wish her a happy birthday so I just plugged the sucker into the docking station and left it. Oh, the life of a girl and borrowed electronics.
And here I'm left, all the things I need to get done for work a little over-whelming. Sleep alluding me more often than not these days. And, aside from my constant desire for a nap, oh so happy.
This weekend, walking with the husband, stepped in some poop. That's when I realized just how "grippy" and "groovy" the bottoms of my sneaks are. Said husband found me a branch to scrap it out. I love that guy.
The other night it was drizzling out but I thought, "It won't get that bad", and absent mindedly left my hood at home. But took Mike's iPod. I strolled alone to Ben Folds with the Western Australian Symphony Orchestra and some DMB Live Trax. Somewhere between the transition of albums the heavens opened up. I was about a 15 minute fast walk from home (all hills around these parts) so I turned some of the hills into runs, fearing for the life of the electronics I was carrying. I made it home, resembling something that had escaped the sewer, but could not manage to turn the iPod off. Mike was in class. I almost gave Heather a call but had already interrupted her birthday dinner once to wish her a happy birthday so I just plugged the sucker into the docking station and left it. Oh, the life of a girl and borrowed electronics.
And here I'm left, all the things I need to get done for work a little over-whelming. Sleep alluding me more often than not these days. And, aside from my constant desire for a nap, oh so happy.
posted by Lindsey and Mike at 12:21 p.m.
1 Comments:
Oh Linds, I just love Birkenstocks. They are THE BEST. It's so cute to see how much my feet and my birkenstocks are in love with each other. just can't separate the two...or four.
miss you guys heaps
Karin
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