Michael was getting the rehabbing patient's version of "cabin fever" and desperately wanted new malls to walk in (and I wanted to not drive to 3 more counties looking to hit every one in greater Philly). So we decamped and have come to visit my brother & sister-in- law and nearly 3yr old nephew. It doesn't hurt that we may miss Philly's 2nd "epic" snowstorm of the season. (Yah, how sick is that - going nearly 300 miles further NORTH reduced chance of snow & Carolinas, VA & DC gonna get smacked)
Great new mall today & M is now just showing off. He's power walking laps at the mall. Hello, I didn't get dressed this morning with sweating out at the mall in mind. Nor do I apparently have proper footwear for keeping up with our new speed demon. So, it being a mall & ostensibly a place to buy items, we figured I could perchance buy new footwear. Been years since I bought sneakers, but how hard could this be - there's even a Lady Footlocker, a place with sneakers for chicks like me, right??!!
WRONG! Only for chicks with dainty little feet. And ones who somehow must need glittter, sparkle, shiny, or pink as attributes contributing to true sneaker performance. Nothing wide. Ok, one uglyass white NB boat of a shoe suitable only for jog suit wearing couch potato mall walkers ...
Oh, never mind...
We tried other sports gear store, they didn't even have more than 4 shoes for chicks on their wall-o-shoes. Whatever.
The search will go on as I need to be able to keep up with the new bionic, supercharged M.
Peace
J
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