Showing posts with label swamp foot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swamp foot. Show all posts

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Rosie's Challenge - Day 1

30 Days of Truth... Rosie's Challenge - I decided to take up a 30 Day Challenge about myself. It will probably take more than 30 days to complete but I am willing to make the effort to get it done. Click here to get the list if you are interested in joining in... peace out yo!


Day 1: Something you hate about yourself.

Wow... started off with a good one. Something I hate about myself.... Well if I went with physical traits I would definitely say that I hate my feet.


Yep... my feet. Ladies and Gentlemen, I wear a size 9 1/2 wide. I am completely flat footed, I have no arches when I stand bare foot. It is almost sick when you look at my feet. I try to draw attention away from my feet when I buy shoes. What really makes me mad is that I can't wear just any shoe. Nope.. I have to be very careful in the style shoes I wear. One reason I wear flip flops or sandals most of the time. As far as dress shoes... the higher the heel the better. My favorite pair of shoes right now... and have been for a while are a 4 inch Jessica Simpson black patent leather peep toe...  these shoes are HOT, and I need a pair in every color. I have some shoes I wear that I will only wear if I have pants one. Simply for the fact that my fat foot spills out over the side of the shoes and I look like I have serious problems.

I would like to thank my Pop for this curse that he has bestowed on my sister and I. Her problem is not near as bad as mine. I'm not kidding when I say I have no arches. I leave a very silly looking wet foot print and my wet bare feet on concrete sounds like someone clapping their hands.

One good thing... I can pick up a tennis ball with my toes, among other things. Bet you skinny ass high arched folks can't do that... haha! It came in real handy when I was pregnant with both kids. I could pick up things off the floor without ever having to bend over. WINNING!

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

I had to, sorry...

I am really getting tired of listening to him hack and cough all night so I made threats to put it on lock down if he didn't go to the Dr. to get healed up. Rarely does the hubby ever get sick so when it happens, it can be pretty bad. This morning he had fever.

Our walk in clinic/doctor starts seeing patients at 1:00, but you need to show up around 12:00 to get a good spot in line and to keep you from waiting forfreakinever. Good luck during flu season, chances are you could be there until the supper bell rings.

So, I get a text from the sweet suffering hubby and I just had to share our conversation...



Him: Sitting at docs this girl across from me has some big feet makes urs look smaaaaallll

Me: LOL. Thank you for making a swamp foot reference

Him: You don't have nothin on this girl

Me: Really? That big?

Him: She is wearing ballet looking shoes and they r huge

Me: haha! Is she huge?

Him: looks tall sitting down, not heavy

Me: So are they abnormal huge? or just BIG?

Him: They are almost the same size as mine

Him: Wide and flat too

Him: By looking at 12 in tile on floor, they are almost 12 in long

Me: Wow!

Me: I feel better knowing there is someone out there like me

Him: LOL

Me: Does she at least have on cute shoes?

Him: She just got called back, she was tall, shoes black.



So, there is the end to it. For you that don't know me I wear a size 9 1/2 wide... completely flat footed. My husband and I have had a running joke calling me names like swamp foot and freak, and that I could ski barefoot. I have no arch, when I walk barefoot on concrete my feet make a slap sound. I can't buy all the cute shoes, I have to pick and choose carefully the style I wear because my feet will flood over the edges. Flip flops are my friend and the only athletic shoes I can wear that will not hurt is New Balance. I make sure I get a regular pedicure even if I do it myself for fear that if I have ghet-toes I will be banned from public places because of my freak skis.

I am by no means making fun of this person, but it's nice to know once in a while that I'm not the only one out there that will never be a foot model.