I have a wonderful husband. Ladies, I swear I am not making this up. My husband actually told me to buy new shoes.
Okay, so I guess I have to tell you the rest. I am being sincere when I say he is wonderful but he wasn’t being wonderful when he told me to buy new shoes. He was hating my favorite pair of black shoes. They are amazingly comfortable but they squeak rather loudly when I walk. Yes, the squeaking annoys me too but women have suffered actual pain for the love of shoes so the squeaking isn’t a big deal.
So, new shoes. You know I can’t pass that up. I’ll be looking but I’m not giving up my preciouses. (Yes, it is a real word. If precious can be a noun it has to have a plural.) I’ll be looking for a good hiding place too.