tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768250775608637877.post8019111186169741747..comments2023-01-23T03:48:14.250-05:00Comments on Smother of One: ¿Esso si que es? And Sandals!Libbytownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17716101729597493665noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768250775608637877.post-87376004534324559252010-12-15T05:09:01.984-05:002010-12-15T05:09:01.984-05:00I'm opposed to socks+sandals on principal for ...I'm opposed to socks+sandals on principal for daily wear because I married a Dead Head who thinks nothing of shoveling snow in the dead of winter in lumberjack socks and ugly sandals, cargo shorts, and a baja. <br /><br />However, as a special treat for my midwife, Andrea (who has a great sense of humor), for my annual exam every few years, I stop shaving three weeks before my appointment and wear rainbow-striped toe socks and Birkenstocks with a paisley broomstick skirt and peasant blouse. Then I kumbaya my way through the first half of my appointment with talk about the tree bark tea I'm making and how I'm experimenting with an alternative, reusable replacement for toilet paper. <br /><br />It's about the time that I get to the "reusable replacement for toilet paper" where she starts howling laughing. =D Then she gives me a candy bar, hug and kiss, a reminder to make my next appointment, and tells me she can't wait to see what I come up with for my next appointment. It's the toe socks that make this semi-annual gag into performance art. ;)<br /><br />~ ChrissiChrissihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13326844175141911720noreply@blogger.com