dr marten's, tennis shoes, honor roll and big cats...
01/31/2005 06:03 p.m.
i just came home from my daughter's school... she made the honor roll... bright little thing... now i can replace my gothic and burning man stickers on my car with, "my child is an honor roll student"... it is moments like these that we live for, you know? *grin*

last saturday, we went to the feline compound out here... i had a blast... i put some pictures up in my blog... if you care to see a bunch of best friends...

on another note... i swear by dr marten shoes... i have 20 eye, 10 eye, the ever rare 7 eye (with pointed toes!), 3 eye, mary janes, even birkenstock style dr martens... i am an official doc whore... really... and proud of it... until i became pregnant this time around... my trusty boots do not love my feet... my doctor (human one, not foot one) suggested i buy a pair of tennis shoes... me? wear tennis shoes?? i haven't worn tennis shoes since running miles hung over in high school... since playing volleyball before my knee blew my beach career (and out)... but, sciatica rules this bod right now... so i put on my boots and went out looking for the perfect pair of tennis shoes...

i am now the proud owner of a pair of black (of course) airwalks (wow, tennis shoes have come a long way) and a silver/gray with bright flourescent green laces polo sport X-67's... funky and fabulous... who would've thunk this doc ho would appreciate tennis shoes... i'll always love my boots, but this entry is really to say, trying new things isn't always all that bad... now, if only dr marten would make tennis shoes... i would be a complete woman *smirk*
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