Narcissusarily so
Thursday January 24th 2013, 12:13 am
Filed under: Family,Friends,Life,Non-Knitting

The doorbell rang: a friend of Michelle’s I didn’t recognize and whose name I tried really really hard to get her to say loud enough for me to hear, since I was the only one home just then, offering up a blooming pot of narcissus in condolences. It was very sweet of her. Darned if I know who she was.

I remember the last time I had to be in real weather in winter, I felt very Californian because the only shoes I owned that had a closed heel were sneakers. (Other than the Wookie horsehair shearling-inside mukluks someone once gave me, but never mind.) So there I was in Birkenstock clogs, flipping snow at the backs of my quickly-freezing-wet legs as I walked.

Wookies are great for Halloween night as I hand out candy, funerals, not so much.

Young professional daughter to the rescue, Chan to the rescue by having given me a heads-up about a site to check out, and though they weren’t perfect, a new pair of size 6.5 EE-width leather boots in a price I could fathom right now was actually found. (A good time of year to be looking, too.)  Not flats, which I need, but at an inch and a quarter, close; we’ll see in express-shipping time if they fit, and if they don’t I will actually have to be dragged out shoe shopping, trying to find that one physical store among the millions of people in the Bay Area that has what I want in a size I can wear. Just a plain, classic, comfortable, no-frills pair of black leather boots. Hopefully they’re already coming.

That backup pair in that picture is motivation if nothing else. Family photographs will be taken. Um.

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Trying to picture elegant Alison with wookie feet. Failing, hilariously. Thank you! (P.S. Love from Texas.)

Comment by Lynn 01.24.13 @ 5:06 am

And to think I left mine home. They would have been just the thing to send you.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 01.24.13 @ 8:51 am

wookie feet indeed! (maybe you could be seated for the pictures with your feet tucked under — no one would notice!)

Comment by bev 01.24.13 @ 10:04 am

To Bev, naw, she’s short, she’ll be placed right up front. Maybe demurely seated, furry feet daintily tucked together a little to one side. (This is Richard’s family, remember, and they don’t run shrimpy. So unless they seat the tall ones and stand the short ones behind, no chance of hiding those. And actually Richard’s dad might be as likely as not to laugh and insist they be in the picture–at least if it were a lighter occasion.

Wookie feet, incentive indeed, they’re hilarious. They do look warm, though! Good luck, I hope the ones you’re waiting for do the trick.

Comment by Marian 01.24.13 @ 5:35 pm

Gee, and here I thought those were a couple of animals that I didn’t recognize!

Comment by Don Meyer 01.24.13 @ 7:32 pm

Oh, yes, I do so hope the boots-to-come are just right. While I know it shouldn’t really matter, I know you will feel better in proper black boots. There may come a service when the wookie boots will be just right. A dear departed friend’s service last year requested guests attired wearing Hawaiian shirts, or kilts, or jeans & T-shirts with scriptures on them. One close friend wore his kilt and his Hawaiian shirt.

Comment by DebbieR 01.24.13 @ 8:02 pm

Sissy WOULD have a blast smelling those. Warm feet are a very good thing.

Comment by Channon 01.25.13 @ 1:59 pm

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