Holly And My Brown Clogs
Today Mom and I went to DSW Shoe Warehouse and I bought new pair of black boots to replace the ones I wrote a poem about a week or so ago. No more falling down the stairs for me! Phew!While there I was also looking for black leather clogs. See I bought these brown leather clogs two years ago that I love and wear constantly. I need some black ones to love just as much. I had no luck finding the perfect pair but Mom thought maybe I should get a newer pair of brown clogs instead. (Mom likes to purge things that most find nice and warn in.) Without even thinking I said to Mom "No! Those clogs and Holly are the best things that have happened to me in the last three years!" Holly and my brown clogs. I didn't even think about it before I said it. It just popped out -- so I know it's true.
4 Comments:
It makes me enormously happy to not only be something good that's happened to you, but also to be grouped with shoes =)
Do you have that t-shirt designed yet?
lova
I figured you'd like the grouping. I also figured you're glad you're not my Moms best friend. She'd have thrown you out already for being so nice and warn in! :)
The T-shirt (I almost wrote T-shit!) is on order lova.
Those aren't the same clogs that I borrowed to go to the Holocaust museum like 2 years ago, are they? Dude...they need to go. I'm with your mom. Or, I should have stolen them when I had a chance.
I got new brown clogs for this winter...haha...they're better than yours!!!
Yes, they are. And they're nice and rustic looking -- lovely! You can't have them, you don't need them, THEY'RE MINE!
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