The Shoes

December 12th, 2008

Am I not capable of talking about anything but the shoes these days? If you know me in real life you’ll know that the answer is no. It’s just the shoes that I’m talking about.

They don’t fit.

They weren’t cheap and they don’t fit.

Jim got me a shoe stretcher and the right one will sit on the stretcher overnight in hopes that there will be some sort of Festivus miracle and in the morning it will fit, because dammit, these shoes are hot and I really really want them to fit.

At least the dress fits.