Pick Your Shoes Wisely!

Today I just want to take the opportunity to remind people to wear proper shoes when venturing out on longs walks. Let me explain…

Over the weekend, my adorable little nieces and nephew came over (along with the rest of the Blevins clan) for a bit of Fourth O’ July swimming and barbequing. In efforts to protect their delicate skin and keep the babes cool throughout the 100-degree-plus day, the gang brought along some inflatable pool toys with optional sun shades so the little ones could float comfortably in the water. Now mind you, they were pretty darn cute, and I did ask if they made such contraptions in adult sizes. However, somewhere along the line while I was inside cooking up a storm, the original idea of utilizing inflation power from their parents’ vehicle diverted to using my car. Little did I know... All I knew was the day was most enjoyable—a holiday, the family, pool time and sunshine.

Jump to Monday morning… Heading back to work after a holiday weekend is never easy, but I awoke determined to make it a pleasant day. However, when I attempted to start my car and head to work, my car did not respond. Apparently those inflatable devices from the weekend activities sucked all the power out of my car battery, because there was none left to energize my means of transportation. Delightful way to start the week, eh!?

When no jumper cables could be located, Casey drove me over to work and left me car-less. And me being me (who doesn’t like to inconvenience anyone), decided since the temperature was peaking only in the mid-eighties that I should take the opportunity to get some extra exercise and walk home. It’s only a few miles, and I thought I was wearing an acceptable footwear choice. Unfortunately, my feet and the forming blisters soon told me otherwise. Eventually I went shoeless, which was quite pleasant in the grassy areas. I did still wish I had tossed a pair of flip flops or running shoes in my bag though. When I finally made it home, I went directly to the pool to soak my tired appendages. And then I discovered not one, but two long blisters on the very bottoms of my feet. Who knew that was even feasible? And while it wasn’t the best walk home, I think there may be future such meanderings—but only in proper shoes!

All I know is I hope those little cuties loved their inflatable floatation devices and pool time at Aunt Jilly's!

Happy day, friends....