ok, so it seems as though this blog may be dangerously close to becoming a shoeblog, but there is nothing wrong with that, is there? That aside, let's get to it!

I heard that there was a French's Shoes in Franklin. Seems as though I knew that, but forgot that I did until a co-worker reminded me. Seems as though they had lots of Uggs in stock and I kind of want some.

Now, let's get this out of the way. Uggs are hideous, especially when pants are tucked into them or when worn with ridiculously short skirts. You know what, though? They're lined with sheep fleece. They're WARM. Granted, we get very few days with weather THAT cold, but with my trip to Iowa next month I thought I'd invest. Unfortunately, the pairs I saw were either ugly colors, ripped in odd places, or just looked too worn for the price I'd pay for them (one of the things about French's is that you have to accept that shoes may be gently worn). I'm going back next week, so we shall see.

While I'm browsing I hear an interesting tidbit: they get shoes in on Tuesdays and Thursdays and they get most of them in size seven. With my shrinking feet (But growing waistline) I can fit in sevens on occasion. In fact, after this comment was made I did notice that the seven section was much larger than the rest.

There was also shoe drama: during my considerable time there a woman was trying to find her own, personal shoe that she'd come in with. She had one of the shoes, the other was nowhere to be found. Wow, can't believe people just put their shoes down whereever in a rack store like this--seems as though you'd want to keep track of that sort of thing. I know mine are always nearby as I tend to buy shoes at these rack stores and since the price tags are sometimes difficult to remove I live in fear that my own shoes will be purchased by some bargain shopper. This is just me.

So, having found a nice pair of Merrell t-strap mary janes I checked out with a nice 30% discount and headed to the thrift store next door where I BEAT A RECORD! Now, I had once bought a nice pair of Doc Martens for about $10. At this store I bought a pair of two-tone wingtip docs AND a packfilm polaroid for $3.33. Amazing! But I was told that the camera probably didn't work and was asked if I'd return it. No, thank you though.

So I had long looked forward to conveyor belt sushi. I'd tried to go many times but it never worked out; add to this my insatiable craving for sushi on Sundays when most sushi joints are closed (understandable, given that the fish is probably left from Friday). Ugh. I ended up ordering fresh off the menu because the items on the belt looked a little funky.

These are the things I do. This is all. Throw me some fun and you'll see more exciting entries!

Besides, I never did mention my trip to a real live working commune, a stop at Marti and Liz (another rack shoe store), and my discovery of Steve and Barry's. mmm.

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