Stevie’s Joke of the Day!

September 24, 2011 at 1:17 pm (Stevie's Joke of the Day!) (, , , )

Why are cowboys bad at math?

Because they are always rounding things up.

(And you thought they were all gonna be about food!)

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Flip-Flop World has opened up for me now

June 18, 2011 at 1:38 pm (Broken Toe, Day to Day, Pictures, Warrior Dash) (, , , , , , )

Another colorful addition to this stellar website. This is Saturday morning. I must have been crazy thinking I was going to run a 3+ Mile/Obstacle Course/Mud Race like the Warrior Dash (still, Boo! Hoo!), with shoes on. Dummy!

The good news is that I am wearing a flip-flop! In case you don’t know, it’s a kind of shoe that is very open, with just a piece of material that goes between your big toe and the rest of them. It makes a flip-flop sound when you walk, because your heel hits the shoe base every time you step. They have all different kinds, from very fancy to extremely cheap; with a thick sole or a super thin sole; plain or dressed up with beads and things; you get the picture. Anyway, some people really love them, and wear nothing else, no matter what occasion (I have seen them at baptisms and weddings with a very formal dress on–I mean, really? Even the fanciest flip-flop is STILL a flip-flop). And some people HATE them. Can’t stand the look of them. Can NOT stand the sound of them. That smacking sound just gets under the nerves—you know who you are—and I apologize to my loyal fan base if you are one of them because I HAD to go over to the dark side. I could never wear them before. It usually hurts in between my toes so bad that I can’t walk, but unfortunately, I need to go to a party today and I wanted to wear shorts and my giant skater shoes are just not going to cut it. My neighbor said I just need to practice, toughen up the skin, use a band-aid, whatever, it never really worked for me. But I guess it’s a whole new ball game when you can’t put any other kind of shoe on and you don’t want to go barefoot. I mean, we ARE going practically to the edge of Illinois, in the middle of nowhere, on a farm, with horses, but I still think they wear shoes out there! Haha. (Just kidding Cuz!)

I am sure never in your whole life did you imagine you would be reading a broken-toed, flip-flop, coming-from-behind, Cinderella-story, much less be riveted by its intricate details, and yet, here we are, at the end.

I have overcome my flip-flop adversity, whether by necessity or sheer will power, I may never know. All I do know, is I put it on, I walked around, and it wasn’t painful. Well, it was. But only a little bit. I could definitely NOT walk for hours in them (yet) and I had to concentrate more on driving (I was afraid my foot was going to slip off the pedal), but I’d say generally, success! A whole new world of shoes has opened up for me, and I have shared it all with you! I know. I feel the emotion too. Dramatic pause. Transition.

Well, the BF is home from the far away land of Tennessee, and we are heading out to the farm. Have a wonderful afternoon, ya’ll. Stay flip-floppy!

Last foot shot, I swear. But you see, it hardly looks bad at all on a shoe!

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On the way to dinner last night we ran into the CIRCUS! Seriously.

September 2, 2009 at 5:30 pm (Day to Day, Pictures, Unusual) (, , , , , , , , , )

We received the free tickets. We knew it was coming. We forgot all about it. Boom. Big Tent. Calliope music. Small ponies. Dancing horses. And elephants!

Oh yeah! Three, huge, giant elephants wearing colorful vests waiting in the parking lot for their turn in the big top.  A tent the size of a football field in the Steger, K-Mart parking lot! Come one. Come all. My kids were P.O.’d that we didn’t go. Next year for sure. Here’s the pictures to prove it.

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So basically we couldn’t park anywhere near the area. We ended up going to McDonald’s. They were very nice and friendly. They had a really cool mural on the wall of the Chicago skyline. Of course I took the pics to share.

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