The Shoe is on the Other Foot.

My husband has a really close friend (was the best man at our wedding), Patrick. Patrick comes over many nights to join us for dinner, movies, hanging out etc. Because my hubby and him are both car people there is a tendency for them to get on the topic of cars.

Most of the time it's looking at cars for sale online, looking at forums posted about cars, car additions and other God knows what car thingy-ma-bobbers.

This evening I was folding the laundry and Patrick was telling the hubs how he purchased another shift knob. ANOTHER ONE! How many shift knobs does one person need?

My mind instantly went to shoes. I can buy shoes all day long till I am blue in the face and still want more. The second I thought about shoes I suddenly felt like I understood. Which, of course, made me think of my weekend blog.... shoes.

I love shoes. Ever since I can remember I would love going into my mother's closet and looking at all of her clothes and shoes. Her closet has piles of shoes.... and I would try on every pair. I remember when I was young I was given a pair of black high heels that were so tall and way too big. Of course, when I stumbled upon these shoes later on in life I realized they were an inch high and a size 5 1/2 (the smallest heel size found I'm assuming).

I would dress up all the time in these heels and feel like a princess. And I took this feeling with me as I grew up!

I have acquired a lot of shoes in life... and take great pride in my collection. Many shoes have been worn out and thrown away, some never worn and sold on eBay, some lost, etc... but my collection as of today is something I greatly love looking at every morning as I get ready.

With this, I thought I would share my current shoe collection with you. This collection consists of worn out tennis shoes, ragged flip flops and so on... But enough talking.... lets get to shoes!

 

 

 SHOES!