In honor of summer, I bought a new pair of sandals.
They are absolutely adorable, as far as summer sandals go. Lilac blue, and actually comfortable as well as cute. I figured they would go with everything- jeans, dresses, shorts.
So I wore them yesterday to a softball game in which the man I'm dating was playing. It was a beautiful afternoon- sunny, warm, a slight breeze so it wouldn't get too hot. I sat there all afternoon, watching a double-header. His team stomped both opponents, and came home with a trophy.
I came home with a sunburn- on my feet, because it never occured to me to put sunscreen on them. So now I can't wear those cute new sandals, because the straps rub right where the burn happened.
I am not the only graceful one in my family.
My son, the-pitcher-who-wasn't, recently went to his Junior Prom. He and his friends were all done up in Tuxes. They looked quite smashing, very James Bond. My son has a girlfriend, and so they were a couple, but they all went as a group, he being one of three young men escorting five beautiful young women. A fabulous time was had by all.
My son dropped his cell phone over the course of the evening, breaking the screen. It could still make and receive calls, but was rendered useless for texting. For a teenager, this is a disaster. I mean, no one uses their phone for making calls. My son's last cell phone was rendered useless when he carefully put it in his pocket and then went swimming with it. After the water phone, I must have bought insurance for their cell phones, because I was able to replace the prom-dropped one, free of charge.
You learn a lot from having teenagers. I discovered You Tube, a bunch of really great bad pop music, and refurbished electronics.
My son carefully returned his rented tux, on time. Unfortunately, when he did, he left his wallet in the jacket pocket.
The apple does not fall far from the tree, in the grace department.
They are absolutely adorable, as far as summer sandals go. Lilac blue, and actually comfortable as well as cute. I figured they would go with everything- jeans, dresses, shorts.
So I wore them yesterday to a softball game in which the man I'm dating was playing. It was a beautiful afternoon- sunny, warm, a slight breeze so it wouldn't get too hot. I sat there all afternoon, watching a double-header. His team stomped both opponents, and came home with a trophy.
I came home with a sunburn- on my feet, because it never occured to me to put sunscreen on them. So now I can't wear those cute new sandals, because the straps rub right where the burn happened.
I am not the only graceful one in my family.
My son, the-pitcher-who-wasn't, recently went to his Junior Prom. He and his friends were all done up in Tuxes. They looked quite smashing, very James Bond. My son has a girlfriend, and so they were a couple, but they all went as a group, he being one of three young men escorting five beautiful young women. A fabulous time was had by all.
My son dropped his cell phone over the course of the evening, breaking the screen. It could still make and receive calls, but was rendered useless for texting. For a teenager, this is a disaster. I mean, no one uses their phone for making calls. My son's last cell phone was rendered useless when he carefully put it in his pocket and then went swimming with it. After the water phone, I must have bought insurance for their cell phones, because I was able to replace the prom-dropped one, free of charge.
You learn a lot from having teenagers. I discovered You Tube, a bunch of really great bad pop music, and refurbished electronics.
My son carefully returned his rented tux, on time. Unfortunately, when he did, he left his wallet in the jacket pocket.
The apple does not fall far from the tree, in the grace department.
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