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I saw these Nike Air Max 1s in a DTLR store in the mall on Sunday and had to have them. Apparently they had been exclusive in Europe until now and were designed to commemorate the 40 year anniversary of Neil Armstrong landing on the moon. Nice to know they have social meaning. I just thought they were fly.

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When you’re in a chunky mood: the DKNY “Lenore” Ankle Strap Sandals.

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Cramping My Style

Oh the Cramps. They are killing me. Instead of them getting better after having kids, it seems that they got worse! Ever since I had L’il Buddy last year, they have been giving me The Bizness on a monthly basis. I even went and got checked out for fibroids. Fortunately, I didn’t have any, but unfortunately, I have no idea why my periods are so butal these days. Any home remedies you recommend? Any ideas as to why this is happening? Sorry if this is TMI. But we’re all friends here, right?

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I Just Don’t Get It

Why are celebrities still making sex tapes and allowing people to take nude photos of them? I mean it’s 2009 people. Everything’s digital and that means nothing and no one is sacred. Photos are taken on camera phones and emailed to the world or at the very least uploaded to Facebook. Videos are put up on YouTube (at least until they are taken down) and let’s not even talk about the viral forwarding of emails. So just in the past week when I heard of nude photos of Cassie and Rhianna being leaked and a “sex tape” of Hoopz, I was aghast. Have they not learned anything from the unfortunate celebs before them who fell to the same fate? Or maybe they want the publicity. Any publicity is good publicity, right? Just ask Ray J.

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Long-Distance Grandma

My mom called yesterday lamenting about how her grandkids are sooooo far away and how it’s not fair because so and so’s grandson lives around the corner from her and such and such’s granddaughter lives right down the street from her. It’s true, it bites that we live so far away from the grandparents. No one regrets that more than me as I listen to my friends exclaim what a relaxing weekend they had after dropping the kids off to Grandma’s house for the weekend. Oh how I would love that. We gets no break in my house. Especially since Hubby won’t entertain the idea of hiring a babysitter (trust issues). So alas, we are relegated to Grandma’s quarterly visits (which she is great about doing) and the once-in-a-blue-moon family trip we can make to Florida (the price of 4 plane tickets is no joke!) I tell ya, if I had to do it all over again, I would make sure that we at least lived within a couple of hours of family. Oh and that we bought a house with a garage. Having somewhere to put the Disney Princess scooters when they are not in use is almost as important. Trust me on that.

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The Trixie pump by Brian Atwood.
The man can design some shoes.

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Psst…Close your mouth, you’re drooling.

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You Know What They Say About Plans…

It’s funny how no matter what plans you may think you have, life has a mind of its own and takes you in whatever direction it chooses. As one of my new year’s resolutions for 2009 I vowed to explore my love for writing and I started this blog as an outlet to do just that. And then the idea for Blogalicious 2009 came along and from that several other ideas (that we’ll be unveiling soon!) that are clamoring for my attention, and that I’m excited about, but that have taken a front seat to my writing aspirations for the year. So that’s why I’ve been neglecting my poor little blog over here. Not because I don’t have stuff to say or because I don’t love my followers (because I really do!) I’m just being pulled in 3,000 different directions right now. So I can’t promise you that I’ll have a Daily Shoe for you, well daily. But I can promise you that I’m working my tushie off trying to follow the path that God is showing me and that I’ll post as often as I can.

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