this morning at 7:34 the front door opened & my husband (who's school starts at 7:45) walked through the door with this little cup of yum...
last night at 5:15 he still wasn't home & i was starting to get worried t-ball practice starts at 5:30 & he takes Q & helps out... (does that sound like the poster for suburban living or what?) so i called & he was just leaving school working on a project, he said so we met him at the field... later i asked him what project he was working on & he told me something that i have forgotten by now (i probably forgot 4 minutes later, actually) okie doke...
back at 7:34am & he says that last night the project he was working on was writing sub notes so that he could take the morning off what? & he was going to take the kids to school what? & i should go take a shower without my ear open to listen for someone to wake up or for a fight to break out (ever break up a fight while soaking wet with a towel wrapped around you? it's a joy) what? then as he was leaving to take the kids he said so i'll take miss m & then meet you for breakfast what?
goodness... i wonder what will happen at breakfast... will jennifer garner & reece witherspoon join us for some mommy talk? will i be shipped off to a weekend of crafting & shoulder massages? will the table be filled with $2.99 shoes?
or will there be a handsome man there ready to talk & laugh & discuss our funny, crazy, busy, confusing, wonderful life? yes, i think i'll take that one...
(tweedy converse...they never had a chance...$3.99)
sometimes when i am visiting one of the many great thrift stores in my city i have to make myself not go over to the shoe racks... partly it is attempting to stick to my little budget & partly it is picturing brian's face when another pair of shoes sneaks it's way onto the shoe shelf (honestly, he doesn't notice when a new pair is added but he does tend to notice when miss m's shelf has my shoes on it & Q's shelf has my shoes on it & they've really gotten away from me when his shelf has my shoes on it... one time brian cleaned out the shoe shelf that resides on our porch & brought a box of shoes into the house that he had personally filtered... i was not so happy about it 'you still have 12 pairs of shoes on your shelf' said he (mine is 3 times bigger than everyone else's) i was not convinced but sure enough 12 pairs on the porch hmmmm good thing i have a shoe shelf in my closet, too...)
(patent pleather red flats...mmmm...$3.49)
anyway thrift store shoe shelves call to me & i just need to take a moment & give a big thank you to God right now because if my feet were any smaller the shoe problem in this house would be much bigger
(gold ballerina toe flats...with just the right mute on the gold...$1.99)
& so you see i am a little shoe flats girl but my sister oh my sister... my sister with the adorable twin boys who are so off the charts in cuteness & height that her motto is : go big or go home.
& so one day i get a text 'what size shoe are you?' '10' 'do you have snow boots?' 'no' (we get three days of snow per year tops) 'i have some for you!' & the next time i saw her she brought these beautiful girls to grace my closet (& my feet for a few days each year)
(fabulous furry snow boots...be my valentine?...$one homemade calzone (for real!)
aren't those just the best? sisters are good for many things many many things but one that i have found over & over is that she makes me see things that i would have missed... not just shoes but in this case we're talking shoes :) i never in a million years would have even looked at those... never. & now i love them... thanks, kate :)
then there's this... 'mom can i take pictures with the camera?' 'sure miss m'