As I got dressed this morning, the thought occurred to me: "How empty men's lives must be - they have no closet full of shoes". This thought is not original to me...I know I've seen it on a Hallmark card or two.
But seriously. This morning, I put on a navy blue high-waisted pencil skirt and a navy-blue-and-white printed blouse. I added some gold jewelry, but the outfit was still slightly bland. But then I added a pair of red patent leather heels. And not only did the outfit suddenly look like something straight out of InStyle (I'm thinking next time my trench coat might complete the ensemble), but my mood suddenly soared!
As I went through the day, it just got better and better. The moment I walked in the door someone complimented my lovely red shoes. One girl even stopped her conversation and leaned out of her cube to watch the red shoes walking by.
One more thing...these particular shoes came at a price. I found them at Marshall's for $20.00, but in a half-size too small. Yes, I bought them anyway, because, yes, I am that vain. And each time I've worn them, my feet have screamed all day. Except today...thanks to a little trick I learned courtesy of the Rachael Ray Show. This morning, before leaving the house, I held my blowdryer to the inside of the toe and the heel of each shoe. The heat from the blowdryer, along with your body heat, softens the leather and allows it to stretch throughout the day. Give it a try...it really works!
I have spent very little time watching football this season. I've only watched one Panthers game...and only a portion of that one. I'm feeling a bit "fair-weather-fan-ish", but truthfully I've had something going on just about every Sunday afternoon.
But the Panthers pulled it off today...even without me watching! We beat New Orleans 16-13. My boy John Kasay (only original Panther still on the team...fun piece of trivia for ya!) kicked the game-winning 52-yard field goal with the clock running out, thus saving fans from a no-doubt nail-biting overtime.
So Carolina has now improved to 3-2, tying for the division lead with Tampa. Which means it's gonna be a fun season and our playoff hopes could come down to the very last game of the year - December 30 - at Tampa Bay.
Biting my nails...just a little bit.
Pink is not my favorite color. In fact, it's just above purple at the bottom of the list. But when I saw this website yesterday, I decided it was worth having a pink blog for a month.
So...my blog is pink for the month of October in loving memory of my wonderful Mommom, Dorothy Lee Stape Rider.
I saw Anita Renfroe perform this at Women of Faith in August and was excited when I saw it featured on the Yahoo! home page today. Enjoy!
My favorite boy was a junior groomsman in the wedding this weekend. He absolutely loved wearing the tux, especially since it was in Panthers colors. He is such a camera hog - constantly posing.
The wedding was at 1:30 and Evan's team was scheduled to play at 5:20. Mel and I left the wedding with him a little early and headed out to the field. When we got there, we found that the entire league was running late, pushing our game back an hour and a half.
So, in the course of just a few hours, Evan went from a handsome tux to a sweaty football uniform. I have to say he looked just as cute in the uniform, though!I don't really. But there are about four or five weeks every year that I really think I do. And those weeks typically fall in the months of September and October. These are the weeks that everyone else is putting on sweaters and corduroys, going for long walks, baking pies and drinking apple cider.
But in Texas? Well, the stores are filled with those sweaters and cords, but everyone is still walking around in shorts and tank tops. Long walks? Only if you want to really work up a sweat. Baking pies? The air conditioner is already working overtime and turning on the oven will only make things worse. And apple cider? Ask for it in Kroger and you'll have people looking at you like you're crazy, telling you to check back at Thanksgiving.
I love this state. I love this state. I love this state. But today I hate this state.
My little brother is happily married to Katie as of Saturday afternoon! I'm very happy for both of them and wish them a lifetime of joy!
The wedding party
Caleb and Katie with Mom and Dad
Three generations of handsome Deatherage men
Me, Mom and Mel
