The real purpose of shoes

So I have discovered the real purpose of shoes. YES, it has only just dawned on me that shoes are not ONLY for matching your outfit or killing bugs or used as a hammer when a hammer is no where to be found, rather it is to protect our feet. You would think being as old as I am I would have grown out of the awkward, running into things and bruising myself phase. Alas, it does not seem to be just a phase...but perhaps a part of my life. I suppose resignation is called for in this circumstance.

However, on a different note. I have been bestowed the honor of being a dog sitter in a couple weeks, if it is a successful experience I may turn into a dog-knapper. And instead of showing you pictures of my disgusting swollen toe...here is a picture of the cutest puppy in the whole wide world of which I get to be the sitter for!! (Grin)
Is she not the most darling thing you've ever seen?! If all goes well I may seriously consider getting one or stealing her...whichever would be most inexpensive. Have a wonderful rest of the weekend!!

My first post EVER!

Ok (sigh), so I caved...what can I say peer pressure works...thats why people take drugs and get pregnant and all that good stuff. But I must say I LOVE LOVE LOVE how the blog looks and its all thanks to my almost twin Cori G.,who has also been the one who almost hog-tied me until I started a blog. (smile) So here's to you Cori G. I love you and this post is dedicated to you!! You ROCK!