* with apologies to Mr. Dickens
They were the best of shoes, they were the worst of shoes (well not terrible just a bit uncomfortable).For some reason, the color scheme of our wedding has turned out to be hot pink. Invites, napkins, flowers, and then SHOES. I found the cutest pair of hot pink heels on sale at Century 21. A tad small, but perfect for the bride who wants to be a bit off from traditional on her wedding day. "Snap 'em!" insisted Stacee, my bridal consultant. And then I got them home and almost broke my leg walking down the stairs. Roger looked at me tottering around and told me not to kill myself before the ceremony.Cute though, right....
Pink shoe dilemma on my mind, yesterday on the way home I saw a big SALE sign in an expensive shoe store, known for having some of the most comfortable and stylish shoes around. I admit, I like a comfortable shoe way more than a fancy shoe (please note my collection of Dansko clogs and Birkenstocks). But I walked in and there they were - Ivory, peep-toe satin heals, wide enough for my feet. Miracles of miracles! I trotted all around the house in them last night and Roger said, "Good job... um, how much did you spend on those?"
The perfect shoe...
It is a far, far better shoe I wear than I have ever worn before; it is a far, far better walk I'll walk have than I have ever known.
Lest you think the Groom is shirking off any wedding duties, here he is diligently downloading music for our playlist. Cocktail music, dinner music, dancin' music. Never mind the fact that so far he has about 20 Grateful Dead songs on the list and NO MADONNA, he is working hard in his own way... I'll just have to give him a little guidance.
