Happy Wednesday! I am SUPER DUPER excited today because the hubby finally came home from his trip to a faraway land. I can now say that . . . 1) my husband was in Singapore 2) it was for 10 days 3) I didn’t post it on Facebook so no one could come and get me or rob me or anything like that.
My hubs can’t stand it if I announce number one or two IN CYBERSPACE because he is afraid of number three and thinks I’m naive to think that nothing would ever happen. I think he may be just a tad bit paranoid.
But he is home and I’m going to celebrate with the BEST SLEEP OF MY LIFE because while I might call him paranoid, I am an out and out FREAK when he is gone. Even with a house alarm, german shepherd mix dog (who is actually a scaredy cat so it doesn’t count) and a baseball bat by my bed (which is actually stupid because I am the most unathletic person I know and if I can’t hit a baseball, I don’t know why I think I could hit a bad man. Especially in the middle of the night without my contacts in)!! I seriously can’t wait to go to sleep tonight.
SO!!!!! Onto my post.
SHOES. I decided over the summer to embrace my height. All 59 inches of me. I stopped wearing flip flops with a cushion and just got the plain old flat kind. And I am really super lucky because we can wear flip flops to school. We all do. Well, with the exception of my partner who has decided she has Fred Flintstone feet and won’t show them to anyone except her family. Call it unprofessional or what have you, but we wear flip flops at my school. You can go ahead and tell me that I am a bad teacher. I will have to reply that it actually makes me a better teacher because my feet are comfy and I’m in a much better mood when my feet don’t hurt. On the rare occasion that I decide to wear wedges or something crazy like that, I tend to get a little grumpy. And I usually switch them out for flip flops at first recess.
Well . . . like I said, I switched to flat flip flops. And twice last week, I had two different teachers at two different times ask me if I was . . . you will not believe this . . . it is so mean . . . but they asked me if I was . . . SHRINKING. UH HUH. No joke.
After a little tussle in which I pulled some hair and said some nasty things, I started to wonder if it was because they were used to seeing me in my cushion(y) flip flops. Hmmmm. And I also wondered if I should start wearing heels and get those Dr. Scholl’s inserts or something. Just suck it up and do it. Corns, bunions, and all.
So what shoes do you wear to school?? Are you allowed to wear flip flops? Do you wear high heels? I have my eye on these cute little heels. What do you think? Are they me?