My Stinky Shoes


It’s true.  My shoes stink, but not in the way you might think.

I bought some black dress shoes about a year ago.  I didn’t pay very much for them, but I thought they looked cool.  I supposed that the gasoline-like* smell from the soles would eventually wear off, and Keri made me keep them in the garage at night for a couple of weeks when I first bought them.  Well, they still stink.

Good thing I hardly ever have to wear the things – only for weddings and funerals, but that also means I’ll probably have them for a long time too.

* It’s not exactly the smell of gasoline, but that’s the easiest way to describe it.  The most accurate way I can describe it is to say that they smell like the inside of the discount tool store, Harbor Freight.

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Trying to Love Flip Flops

flip flops

I’ve had a pretty bad attitude most of the day, and I think it had something to do with my shoes.  You see, I tried to wear flip flops today, and as I’ve noted before, I’ve got some issues with my feet.  I love the openness, but the strap between my toes drove me nuts all day (not to mention all the flopping, and almost having them fall off on the stairs).  I’m not sure I’m going to make it.

Josh tells me that I’ve got to give them a week.  We’ll see.

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