Shoes

When I was a kid, I never had more than two pairs of shoes at a time. One pair was patent leather Mary Jane's that I wore to church. They were always bought at least a size too big so that I wouldn't outgrow them too soon. My other shoes were grey or brown lace up oxfords, really ugly, but practical. They were bought a half size too big, and I wore them every where but church, winter and summer. My mother did not believe in sneakers or sandals because they didn't give the feet enough support. This was a long time ago, before Nike. It was OK to go barefoot, though, and mostly we did in the summer.

I so much wanted a pair of red flats, but my mother wouldn't get them for me. Maybe that's why I love shoes so much now. (I love shoes almost as much as chocolate.)

Losing weight has actually made my feet smaller. I no longer wear wide shoes, so my options are greatly expanded. I am donating my wide shoes to charity and buying cute little flats in more than one color. I still don't feel comfortable in heels. Maybe 20 pounds from now. But I'm loving my cute little flats and my feet don't swell over the edges any more. I bought a lovely pair this weekend at Nordstrums.

I found this really cute poem about shoes. I couldn't find out much about the poet, but apparently the poem has been around for a long time.

Frida Wolfe
Choosing Shoes

New shoes, new shoes,
Red and pink and blue shoes.
Tell me what would YOU choose
If they'd let us buy?

Buckle shoes, bow shoes,
Pretty pointy-toe shoes,
Strappy, cappy low shoes;
Let's have some to try.

Bright shoes, white shoes,
Dandy dance-by-night shoes,
Perhaps-a-little-tight shoes;
Like some? So would I.

BUT Flat shoes, fat shoes,
Stump-along-like-that-shoes,
Wipe-them-on-the-mat shoes
O that's the sort they'll buy.