(Which is something the Littlest Cat stands in the hallway and says, by the way. Middle of the night, clear as a bell, "UH-oh!" It usually means "I want in your room!")
Phlegmmie has me looking at shoes. There is not the least chance I could get away with that pair, not at 5' 9"+ and especially not with my bad knee. With extremely high arches and insteps, I cannot buy shoes without trying them on first anyway. But they're on sale! ;) There's always these or the nice Ferragamos here, I spose. But these are more useful for work and riding!
...It's back to the salt mines for me. In Keen's practical closed-toe sandals.
One Evening On Kansas II
6 days ago