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a good pair of shoes

a good pair of shoes

We have fun 16 years of marriage as we speak.

Between the primary day again to high school with a third, fifth, and seventh grader, and now this… I’ve been a teensy bit emotional. An excessive amount of in in the future. 

In honor of that, I assumed I’d present you a clumsy double t-shirt, christmas-lights-on-the-wall as a result of that’s what you probably did in school kinda photograph. 19 years in the past, we began courting. We have been infants – I used to be truly eighteen once we met. Additionally, I stole that sweatshirt and by no means gave it again. And oh, to have that pores and skin once more. We’re definitely not the identical those that we have been. I can attribute it to a lot of issues, however typically, I feel we’re simply fortunate that we grew collectively. Life is tough sufficient simply making an attempt to determine who you’re, so marriage… It takes a lot of exhausting work. 

Three youngsters, three canine, three mortgages, one massive transfer and a full rehab, two jobs and one enterprise tirelessly grown from the bottom up… with all the actual stuff… the necessary moments thrown in between. The heartache proper alongside aspect the joyful moments – the tears and laughter, massive and small, they’ve all been a half of our story and who we’re. 

I’d do all of it once more, a million occasions over.

And truthfully, I feel we simply get higher with age.

No. Actually. I like my hair extra. 

So in honor of one other yr, we thought we’d share our very favourite publish of all time. A bit of reminder that typically, you need to take a look at life with a sense of humor. And by typically, we imply most of the time. Glad tenth of August, y’all!

A good pair of shoes. 


Don’t you’re keen on the timeline of life? Sure occasions lead you to a sure place at a sure time… particulars are sprinkled in later, and also you by no means actually noticed it coming when it truly occurred? One of the best half, is that typically you don’t understand it’s occurring when it occurs.

It’s solely later you could actually respect that practice wreck of an essential second.


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We have been discussing it the opposite day when I realized that if I’m counting the years we dated, we’ve formally been collectively for half my life. 

As you become old, these revelations are in all probability fascinating little epiphanies that you simply observe after which transfer on. Perhaps you’re patting me on the top proper now.

This one is just too good of a story to not inform. I’ve been feeling fairly sentimental, so now you get to endure learn alongside at the moment, in case you’ve by no means learn or heard it. Or perhaps you simply want a little comedian aid. Compulsory disclaimer: In case you hate love tales… this half isn’t very romantic. You see, we truly ended up ‘hating’ one another at first.

So let’s start originally, we could? As a result of that is the story of how we met.

It was the autumn of 1998 and I used to be a freshman. Assume fall leaves, Birkenstocks, Dude. These are completely again, and I nonetheless completely have my originals as a result of shoe hoarder and scorching soccer video games. Within the tropics of south Alabama, we ought to’ve been donning our newest fall garments identical to all of the overly-done school films painting, however we couldn’t as a result of sweating was how we rolled. Auburn College was my alma mater of selection, and I traipsed to class charmed by the romantical notions of previous clock bells, cobblestone streets, and recent beginnings.

I had arrived. I do know. How unique.

I feel it’s essential to notice that I’d damaged up with my highschool boyfriend. No, we weren’t the 4 yr, regular sweethearts sort. We have been the out of comfort, then I-just-got-to-college and boyfriends-are-a-real-drag, as a result of college-is-fun, sort. We just about beat a lifeless horse for almost a quarter of faculty, sure, at these occasions school was in quarters however we’d lastly referred to as it quits. For. Ev. VER.

Dobby is a free elf.

Earlier than I knew it, the primary week of December was right here.

I used to be rooming with one of my closest highschool associates on the time… in a dorm room on ‘the hill’. The hill was supposedly higher than the quad since you have been capable of share a rest room and never die of warmth exhaustion- our dorms truly had air con. The draw back, was that we additionally had suite mates who would often wake us within the center of the night time with the joyful sounds of bodily fluid rejections within the wake of a celebration aftermath. Hashtag collegememories. Both approach, It was my first probability to attempt some mad decor skillz. This included a clumsy artwork venture that just about encapsulated all of my restricted views on the time my pointillism depiction of Jesus was equal elements edgy and humiliating together with a few token Anne Geddes/Jared Leto posters.

A lot embarrassment.

No regrets on the Jared Leto factor.

It was my probability to hone in on my ill-acquired decor style and I completely ran with it, topping it off with a bed-in-a-bag from  Mattress Tub and Past, and watch for it… Christmas lights strung precariously across the room. Colourful. Christmas lights. You haven’t been to school till you embellish with Christmas lights. Duh.

Image all of this set to the moody background anthems of Third Eye Blind. With a aspect of Alanis. It was cringe-worthy. I might dig out a photograph to point out you so you possibly can giggle, however I can’t discover one.

Oh wait.


I child you not. Behold the unique gallery wall. For those who ever begin to really feel dangerous about your self, simply keep in mind my gingham-clad Anne Geddes pointillism artwork assortment. You’ll be able to all the time flip it round. You’re welcome.

We’d determined to go to a social gathering that night time. No. Scratch that. I made a decision to tug my roommate with me to stated get together, and I feel she went with me out of a combine of pity/nothing higher to do in the mean time. It wasn’t simply any social gathering. It was a 60’s social gathering. As a result of nothing says Merry Christmas fairly like temper rings and plaid tweed.

No, I don’t know who was in cost.

I had all of it deliberate out. My costume that’s. I’m going to sound like I was completely into myself, and that’s as a result of I used to be. This was my freshman yr of school, keep in mind? The hey days of vainness with all issues Biore strips and outfit planning as a result of all of us had time for it, regardless that we thought we have been busy. I had a pair of killer pants from Abercrombie. Let me make clear that they have been in all probability my solely pair of pants from Abercrombie when my pre-children birthing bottom might nonetheless match into such nonsense. And I had a killer pre-children birthing bottom. However that they had these superior pockets that gave me a perky bum, they usually have been completely bellbottoms. Khaki bellbottoms. My favorites.

And we, my roommate and I, went to this retailer the day earlier than. One of these shops on mainstreet run by artwork faculty goths earlier than there have been hipsters which makes them the hipsters of hipsters? promoting overpriced classic finds. You recognize, the type the place they beat us to the thrift retailer after which tripled the worth, and we bought stated shirt as a result of we have been silly. We discovered the right 60’s shirts to don and why am I telling you this? As a result of I topped all of it off with the right pair of shoes.

It was all concerning the shoes.

I’ve all the time had an obsession with shoes.

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Again to the celebration shoes with a bit of a again story for the again story: I nonetheless have them, as a result of I might by no means half with a pair of epic shoes like these. I bought them on a solo summer time journey to England – the type the place I’m supposed to seek out myself. I didn’t discover myself, however I did discover the right pair of shoes, which at this age, was far more essential. I used to be strolling on the sidewalk once they have been sitting there, simply gleaming within the solar. They referred to as to me from their British perch of awesomeness virtually asking me to put on them house. Tally ho, suckas. The Queen of England was jealous that day. I’ll or might not have been featured in the highschool yearbook with these puppies.

By no means thoughts that I used to be on the employees. By no means thoughts that one of my shut associates took the photograph. This isn’t of significance. They have been the shoes.

Exhibit A: is for superior


I do know what you’re considering. A clown determined to grow to be a cobbler and wield these puppies straight from the dashboard of a salvaged 1970’s Cadillac.

He in all probability did, and that’s why they have been on the road that day.

However again from that thought derailment: If a future me had skidded to a fiery halt out of a DeLorean to inform me that very night time that I might meet my future husband, I might have laughed of their face after which eagerly scanned the room. Isn’t this the stuff fairytales are made of? I used to be standing at a social gathering. In superb shoes. Ready for that second I’d solely dreamed of all of my life.

Yay stereotypes.

I used to be in no place for a relationship, thoughts you, and let’s not overlook the half the place I used to be a teenager.

We sauntered into the get together a little late, grabbed a desk with some different freshmen I acknowledged and tried to play it cool within the again. We had obscure conversations and all the things was type of a blur. Till they determined to MC the social gathering with a recreation. The sport was “Let’s Make a Deal.” Sure, this was a extremely organized social gathering circa 1998.

We sat by means of a few cycles of typical gameshow eliminations, a little tired of the lack to make dialog however humored by dangerous prizes and embarrassing moments. When all of the sudden the “Host” introduced: “If you’re wearing platform shoes, please come to the front.” A slew of gals have been edging their strategy to the entrance of the room, when a man at our desk appeared down. “Whoa. Those are platform shoes. Go to the front! Go Go Go!”

Till your complete desk was virtually chanting, pushing me, and I made my means. I’m fairly positive they needed to see me make a idiot of myself as a result of boredom. It serves me proper for sporting Cadillac remnants, however there I used to be, within the entrance by my barely awkward self. One of the final contestants stumbling ahead. These shoes have been principally un-walkable.

I just about stood to the far left of the gang, as a result of I don’t do performances. This spherical began out with tons of contestants, however one after the other, we have been eradicated. I do not know why I lasted so lengthy, or what guesses I made. Perhaps it was my nerdy competitiveness displaying a little. However I used to be all, Dude. I’m going to win one thing good. I simply knew it. After which I noticed it was simply the host and me. All eyes. On me. Simply. Me.

I swallowed, blinded by the highlight. This was my second. It was time to make a deal.

My choices: A Three-liter bottle of generic soda… or door quantity Three. Hmmmm. I used to be a school scholar, and on reflection, I ought to have gone for the soda. However I used to be additionally a Freshman, and hadn’t discovered the high quality artwork of non-discriminatory decisions on a finances as in my thoughts, this was not Coke. (See: Food regimen Ceremony.) I might have used it for a few finals and caffeine jolts within the coming days. However one thing stopped me. Curiosity killed the cat, and the gang was shouting their decisions.

So on reflection, I blame all of it on peer strain.

“Door number three.” I squeaked.

If that is my childhood dream… if I used to be brainwashed hopelessly by Disney and all issues princess films with ridiculous expectations, and I used to be about to satisfy my future husband… This was the second.

I used to be that woman. Standing in a good pair of shoes.


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However actually, scratch the Cinderella bit, as a result of that half will come later. It was extra just like the ballroom scene from The Labyrinth. You recognize the one. She’s sporting that superior poofy sparkle gown with a slew of 80’s ribbons and sleeves which might be bigger than my head. The gown of all clothes. David Bowie is huffing anthems at her whereas he slinks about with a bizarre owly creature masks in his borderline sexually complicated approach. I used to be too younger to know David Bowie was David Bowie and was rocking his position. I simply needed to know why he was so fairly, why he was sufficiently old to be her dad, and why the necessity for peach lipstick – Essential questions that wanted to be requested by a fifth grader at a slumber social gathering.

However then she breaks the enormous (dangerous 80’s graphics) mirror, and she’s once more surrounded by bleak actuality and bizarre muppets.

If this was my childhood dream of Disney princesses, I simply broke the mirror of ridiculous expectations in a a lot darker Jim Henson flick, and there’s nothing my DeLorean driving self might do about it.

The sport present host placed on his greatest Bob Barker voice. The door opened whereas the gang erupted with laughter.

“You’ve won a date with Jamin MILLLLLLSSSSS!!!”

However there was no David Bowie/complicated second, as a result of Jamin Mills makes probably the most unattractive feminine I’ve ever seen.

A brief skirt. With a prime. Wonky boobs. Tangled blonde wig. It was undoubtedly a Norman Bates went to school in his sister’s garments second. And he undoubtedly stopped to strike a pose: arms on hips, twirling the hair.

Extra laughter.

There he was. In all his glory. And he was all of the sudden… like a soccer participant in heels… operating at me?

Infinite roars of hysterics, in a room full of individuals I didn’t actually know, whereas this man scooped me up into his arms, and… ran some extra. My stringy hippy hair flying behind me… shiny Cadillac shoes clicking collectively awkwardly, pretend boobs in my face.

I’m nonetheless impressed that he ran in these heels.

Collectively we exited, stage left.

The primary act was over, however that was just the start.

I don’t keep in mind what he stated. I don’t keep in mind what I stated. He promptly positioned me in the dead of night off-stage space, and I’m fairly positive my face was ten shades of pink. I righted myself, picked up my final remaining shreds of dignity, and hobbled again to the desk in my British clown shoes. With the opposite freshmen. The place I belonged.

I laughed it off, however on the within, I’d completely blown it with the Food regimen Ceremony.

Once I had no concept, what I’d actually simply gained.

To be continued… learn the remaining of the story right here!




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