Thursday April 16, 2009 
Thursday April 16, 2009 Admittedly, I've come a long way in the past year. Since my second cataract surgery, I have not fallen down once. Given that the year before my surgery, I took two serious tumbles – one that resulted in several cracked ribs, a cracked clavicle and a blown-out knee, and the other that left me with a broken arm and dislocated elbow (want to feel the plate in my arm??).
I had come to the conclusion that I have the grace of an ox on a tightrope.
But now that I can see, it's amazing! I'm not falling, tripping, stumbling – well, at least nowhere near as much as I did in the past. So when I saw this fabulous shoe from Cole Hahn, I had dreams of wearing it and, well, looking fabulous.
And then I had a moment of sad reality – this shoe was designed for twisted ankles and lurching falls into thin air, at least as worn by me. The mental picture I had of myself dressed to kill was accurate – except that the person I would be killing would be ... me!
So go ahead, all you graceful gazelles out there who can trip the light fantastic, not the body clumsy - indulge yourselves. You won't mind if I stare at your feet, will you? Be assured that it's just jealousy, not a foot fetish. I swear.
Posted by terrymckenzie ( Apr 16 2009, 01:12:51 PM PDT ) Permalink Comments [0]
