Barefoot in the Park...no thanks

I never walk around barefoot.
To me, it's gross. Unless I just swept and mopped and/or vacuumed, and even then, i don't do it long.
That could be the OCD talking or maybe everything feels that way.
I don't relish in the feeling of something stuck to the bottom of my foot.
Or a cold tile floor (most of the downstairs in my house is tile)
Or how after a while, my legs and crooked back ache from lack of arch support...

I don't, although, think it's gross for other people to walk around barefoot.
I'm actually somewhat envious.
If you can walk around, and not suffer from achy legs and back, and not care about cold tile, then to each his own I say!

I once heard a saying that went like this:
Shins: A device for finding furniture in the dark.

Apparently, as I found out the other day, so are pinky toes...
Pinky toes: An open invitation for a toe stubbing.

Oh the pain! Oh the misery!! Oh the swear words that not so daintily fluttered out of my mouth. (thank goodness the kids were at school)
If only I'd taken a pic of my dejected toe...you'd understand. You'd ALL understand!

It's been a week and I still can't wear shoes.
I'm having to wear flip flops wherever i go, including today for a trip to Walmart in the rain.

Here's what happened:

I slammed my pinky toe into the door frame while running out of the bathroom to catch the phone.
Needless to say, the phone didn't get answered, some serious repentance was in order (potty mouth) and I was on the floor rocking back and forth in the fetal position gasping for air.

It hurt so bad.

And all because I was barefoot.

I've broken the same pinky toe before....when i was 21.
Do we really even need this pathetic excuse for a toe? It beckons at everything to slam into....table legs, chairs, ottomans, china cabinets (reason for breaking my toe at 21) ,door frames, doors, just to name a few.
Do we have pinky's for balance? Dare I compare it to the appendix, spleen, gall bladder? Humans can live without those, so why need we a pinky toe i ask...


Our house became a "no shoe" house after spending 4 years living on Japan. Americans and Japanese alike take shoes off over there whenever they're at someone else's home or their own. We continued that tradition and even Chase knows to take his shoes off when we come home.

I always have slippers waiting by the door to slip on after my shoes come off.
But this particular day i was being a rebel.
Sometimes i am a rebel. Like when i get tired of taking a lactaid pill before i eat anything containing dairy because of my lactose intolerance and so i rebel and not take the pill and then suffer for 3 days....
I had just mopped and vacuumed and was thoroughly enjoying the clean floors when the 'incident' happened.

And then, later that day after the 'incident' had happened, i stubbed my toe again whilst limping to the kitchen, but this time, i refrained from using naughty words. Chase was with me and lately he echos what anyone says and i sure didn't want him echoing what i was thinking! The other day at Panda Express drive-thru, everything i said to the drive thru guy was echoing from the back seat loudly, and confusing the poor guy taking our order.
It was kinda funny.

"Hi, welcome to panda express, what can i get you?"
"Hi there, i'd like the 2 entree' plate....Hi, I'd like the 2 entree' plate"
"Uh, I'm sorry, the what??"
"The 2 entree plate"
"Ok, and what 2 entrees would you like?"
"I'd like the honey walnut shrimp"....."honey walnut shrimp "
Um, that's a 1.50 extra because it's new"
"really?? That sucks..." "really that sucks"
"Hey Chase buddy, no imitating (that's what autism therapy says to say when he's being echoic.)
"hey no imitating"


It was a no win situation and frankly, i just love hearing him talk, and when he's echoing like that, he's speaking clear as day...now if only he could do that everyday, using his own words!
We're working on it :)

(The Chaser at the Bellagio)