That's right...Mama got a new pair of shoes!!! I might have mentioned in the past that I get a "Trophy-Wife" dinner once a month for doing all the cleaning around the house. Well, since we moved a few blocks from the beach, I've been taking Jax-The-Cheese-Connesewer for a walk on the beach. I've been wearing those Croc-style shoes and the sand gets all stuck in my feet. I'm afraid to go shoeless on Ocean Beach cause who knows what I could step on. So this brings us to embracing our beachy-ness. Instead of the usual Trophy-Wife dinner, Poppy offered to buy me a pair of UGGS. I believe that UGGS are the ugliest shoe-things on the planet, but are perfect for the beach and required footwear for the Outter Sunset.
As it would happen they are very comfortable. Like wearing a sheep on your feet, only different. All I need now is a hoody sweatshirt and to learn how to surf!
So when we got home last night from work, we found that The Salvation Army only picked up about half the junk we'd put on the curb...this did not include the couch. Seems they don't take furniture that needs repair. The couch had some worn areas where Roger-The-Escapee had clawed at it. Whatever. Now I've got 1800gotjunk.com coming on Monday to pick up the rest. We used them up at Dad's and absolutely loved them!
Have a great weekend!
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