My Red Shoes

So, today I'm better, thank you for all of the support.  (I am so blessed to have such great blog friends already).

On a lighter note, I want to tell you all about my red shoes.  The infamous red shoes.  You need to know a little background about me that I am a fairly simple girl. When my husband and I were dating he described me as "low maintenance".  I was so mad at him for saying that to me.  I really want to be high maintenance, well sort of.    I don't get the latest name brands, I buy shoes from Shoe Carnival, purses from Target, jewelry from Claire's.  I don't really shop a lot or get my nails done that often.  I need to note though that inside of my mind, I am a princess!  I think the real issue is that I am really just kind of frugal, not that I don't want nice things, but honestly after the loss of a child, your perspective changes and things aren't as important anymore.

Now, back to my beloved red shoes.  For some reason, 18 months ago, I wanted to buy these shoes called Crocs.  Honestly, at this point they were out of style, but they were still overpriced.  I wanted some shoes that I could just stick my feet in without doing much work.  I don't know if I was just going through a lazy stage or what was wrong with me.  So, one day I was in Wal-Mart and I saw a big section of imitation, pretend, Crocs.  They were probably called Croos or some other generic name.

I looked through the vast amount of shoes and the only ones they had in my size were red.  I think they were like $5 so, I said what the heck, I will buy them.

Since that day, my red shoes and I have been on a journey.  I took them to Disney World,  New Orleans, Mobile, Gulf Shores, Huntsville, and Florida.  I take them out to eat and to the store (not just on quick errands - its so sad).

Lately, me and my red shoes have been inseparable.  For some reason my husband never says, why are you wearing those hideous shoes outside.  He actually never says anything about my red shoes.  I don't know if he is just the best husband ever, feels sorry for me, or just too cheap to tell me to go and buy new shoes.

I looked down at them today and I kinda feel bad about the shoes.  They never match the clothes I wear and I can just imagine what other people think when they see me in these crazy red shoes.  I was thinking maybe I should retire the shoes, but I stuck my feet in them again today and said, maybe not.

I think the red shoes are like me - a little tired, a little worn-out, they have been through a lot, but they are comfortable, loveable, and fun to be around and they are a little funny looking.

For now, my red shoes and I will continue our journey to the park, to the mailbox, to 5 star restaurants (just kidding)

 A Few Pictures of Me and My Red Shoes

 My red shoes and Goofy in Disney World November 2009

My red shoes in the back yard last weekend

Me and my shoes taking a break

Daring to Dream Again and Wearing Red Shoes While Dreaming,
Von