Tag Archives: fabulous shoes

*WWDLRD?

15 Oct

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I know it’s wrong to base your life’s philosophy on a Van Halen song but sometimes you just have to jump.

Might as well.

And things turned out okay for David Lee Roth, right?

The thing about jumping is, at some point, you’re going to land.

Now before you yell at me for going to the ER with a broken toe, let me just say that I went to the ER not only because I hurt my toe, but, also, because I have an awesome shoe collection.

And while it is true that I was jumping and demonstrating some old cheerleader moves while wearing someone else’s shoes, it is also true that anyone can walk a mile in a stranger’s shoes.  It takes a warrior to herkey.  (What?  You didn’t know that I was once a cheerleader?  Surely my peppy attitude, unsinkable optimism, and amazing yelling capacity gave it away.)

Go Spouse!  Go!  (I mean it.  Just go.)

So one copay and an X-ray later, here I am.

Getting up while at the same time, having nothing get me down.

And that, my friends, answers the question: *What Would David Lee Roth Do?

 

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

26 Jul

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From the Diary of Dorothy Gale

Rules to live by:

Always wear fabulous shoes.

All you really need are a few good friends.

And a trendy bag.  (New for Fall 2013!  Baskets!  Oh my!)

And fresh flowers.

And a hot air balloon ride.

And a theme song.

But that’s all.  Except maybe a crystal ball.  And dewy lighting.

And a nap.

Beware of falling houses- who knew?

Gingham is not for everyone.  PS: neither is sepia.

Oompah loompah doompah dee do.  What does that even mean?

I think that Glinda might be a big phony.  No one is that nice all the time.

Dance like a scarecrow because you’re only young and flammable once.

I do believe in spooks.

Apparently, munchkins are also a tasty, deep-fried confection.  Again- who knew?

I do believe in spooks.

Great names for bands:

“Flying Monkeys”

“The Lollipop Guild”

“No Heart”

All We Own, We Owe Her“- although some people won’t get it.

Sing when you can.  As often as possible.

I do, I do, I do believe in spooks.

There’s no place like home.

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