Greetings from my Infirmary. I started this post last night and am glad to report I am feeling better this morning.
[The doctor gave me a cortisone shot yesterday. But on the first attempt the nurse hit a vein. So she had to do it again. The last time I had a cortisone shot I was up all night. Wired. Felt like I drank 100 cups of coffee. I'm hoping I can get a little rest and that won't be the case this time. Cortisone shots make me feel so much better when I am sick. Are they simply masking my ailments? Or are they pumping me up to fight off whatever it is trying to get me!? I don't know that I really care if they are just masking my ailments, because I just want to feel better... and they make me feel better.]
Someone inquired about my shoes in that suitcase picture from a few posts back.
They are cheap and cheaply made. Which, unfortunately, typically go hand in hand. But I can’t help it, I still like them. They are so comfortable.
Not sure who thought it was a good idea to make the sole of a shoe out of burlap, but I don’t weigh 500 pounds and I wasn’t doing any serious walking. I’m wondering if I peel away the burlap if there is rubber beneath it? Regardless… I still like the shoes.
Speaking of navy striped shoes… I bought another pair last week. I zipped into TJ Maxx to look for a long black slip (do people not wear slips anymore? have spanx replaced slips? I couldn’t find a slip anywhere!) and I got distracted in the shoe department when I saw these:
Navy and ivory with a teeny tiny pinstripe of gold. I couldn’t resist. I also picked up a can of Scotch Guard. As a child I always knew summer vacation was coming to an end when Mom got out the Scotch Guard and started spraying the back-to-school Keds.