Now I want you to realize that there is no end to how dorky I really am. Fortunately my husband finds this to be an endearing trait. Or he’d better since he married me knowing that I found sitting at home researching something or knitting to generally be far more fun than going out all gothed up to a bar. A short story to illustrate my point, the other day I was on the phone with my dad and he decided to be all clever and ask me a question he was sure I wouldn’t know the answer to. The question was ‘How was the Microwave invented?” Now of course I know the answer since I unlike his other nonexistant children like science. For the answer I point thee in the direction of google.com. Anyway getting back to how big a dork am I, I have these shoes and they are *very* special to me. I first found them before I even met my husband and didn’t get them since I was kind of broke and they were around 120 dollars. However a few years later through the glory and wonder that is the internet and more specifically fleabay I got a pair. Well I have now aquired my third pair. I would wear these shoes for the rest of my life if I could continue to find them. I have a feeling this will probably be the last pair though and that makes me sad. However will I dress like an art fag librarian if I don’t have some nice pilgrim shoes?
In other news…My kitties really miss my husband and so do I. A big part of our family is missing. *yes I realize I have replaced much of my maternal urge with my cats and I’m ok with that really* They keep wandering the house looking for him, I at least got over my instant joy of seeing the car in the driveway and thinking he was home till I remembered that he was away. Deployments really suck. I am proud of him but they are the super suck of military life. Last night I was watching good eats and Alton was trimming a tenderloin and then making this glorious steak with a brandy cream pan sauce. I had planned on making some chicken from my freezer but instantly I had to have steak. So first I went to walmart since it was the closest store that was still open, then I went to food lion and finally kroger. All three of them denied me the meaty goodness i was searching for. I finally settled on some sirloin at kroger. At this point I’m driving home and its after 10 and I realize there is no way in hell I’m going to make a feast so after about an hour and twenty minutes of hunting and three stores I ended up with burger king.
