My sister talked me into going shopping with her yesterday. I was hesitant about going, but after she asked me about five different times I said yes. I got up early, drove the hour and a half to her house, then we drove another hour to a new strip mall she had discovered.
First things first, we had lunch at a very nice Chinese restaurant. I know I can't go wrong there if I skip the sweet dishes and the rice. It was really good. We had a nice conversation about our mother-in-laws. Hers is very hoity toity and mine is backwards. We should write a book about their differences and the common denominator of no woman being good enough for their sons.
We went to the mall. We didn't try to stick together like we normally do. I told her to go on because I'm too slow. I wore my diabetic Crocs, but I don't walk fast in anything yet. We had our cell phones for finding each other.
I bought one Christmas gift. The rest was for me. I got some simple beaded jewelry, perfume, the new Boys II Men Motown CD (which is fabulous, by the way) and some hair product. I looked for a good pair of tennis shoes. I didn't find anything I liked. More on that a little later.
Walking through the stores, I kept having the sensation that something was in my left shoe. I took it off, shook it, and put it back on. It still felt like something was there. I thought something was stuck in my sock. I took the shoe back off and ran my hand over the bottom of my foot. I felt like a dufus! I wear Medi Peds diabetic socks. The name of them is embroidered on the bottom of them. You can barely feel it with your hand. Somehow the "M" was feeling like something in my shoe. I twisted my sock a little and the problem was solved. My sister said I had gone coo coo. I agreed. I don't feel it at all on the other foot.
I had hoped to find some Easy Spirit tennis shoes. It's one of those funny things. I had been praying one night about shoes. I needed something substantial for winter. In the middle of my prayer I asked for guidance to the perfect shoes for me. Before I was done praying Easy Spirit popped into my mind. I wish I understood all the answers to my prayers that clearly!
So, on the way back to my sister's house we stopped at an outlet mall. What was there? You guessed it, an Easy Spirit store. They were even running a special of buy one and get the second half price. I came home with two pair of Easy Spirit shoes. I got trendier looking lace up leather shoes. One pair is caramel and the other is black. I could easily wear them with dress pants and look ok. It was my little shopping miracle.
My foot is a little tender today and a tiny bit tight from all the walking. It's ok though. I know I need the exercise. I'm going to go grocery shopping this afternoon and try out my new Easy Spirit shoes. They feel great on my feet so far. They are so much better than the orthopedic jokes I have.
I'm happy that my sister wouldn't take no for an answer. I sometimes have a tendency to live in fear of hurting my feet and just stay home. She was great about dropping me off and picking me up at the entrances of the stores. She said I needed to save my steps for power shopping. Besides, if I hadn't gone I would have missed out on the shoes I was meant to have. :-)
CW



