Thursday, May 10, 2012
Yesterday when I was listening to the radio and heard the President say he is now for same sex marriage, I started to think of flip flops. Like the ones you wear on your feet. Like I see so many women and girls wearing. Of course, when I was young we used to call them thongs. That word brings a whole different visual these days. My husband made the innocent mistake of mentioning my daughter's thongs (he meaning flip flops but still stuck in the 70s, and she thinking the more modern use of the word). She was horrified that her FATHER would say that to her! And he bewildered why she was so upset. Needless to say, we straightened that out right away. (By the way, no thongs in our house, just flip flops.)
Anyway, I wish I had pretty feet, and toes that didn't look like turnips, so that I could comfortably and self-confidently wear flip flops :) But even then, I don't like the feel of the strap between my toes, so maybe I wouldn't wear them afterall.
But still . . . it would be nice to have pretty feet :)