New Flip Flops

I decided to make a new header for the site, and I hope everyone likes it. I went back to the old title and hopefully the new look will inspire me a little bit to start writing more. When I first started blogging, I used it as a way for friends and family to keep up with what I was doing since everyone was so spread out. I was in college, friends were at other colleges, and I didn’t live in the same town as my family, so it made sense. Now there aren’t that many people who read this outside of Tulsa, so I feel less of a need to keep people up to date on what’s going on. Sometimes it’s hard to think of something to write about that most of you don’t already know, but I guess that’s when I need to be creative and think of something. I’ll try to be better. It turns out that today, I do have a little story to tell.

I’ve had the same pair of brown flip flops for a very long time. I’m not sure when I got them, but I think it’s been several years that I’ve had them. They are just plain, rubber, brown flip flops. I never really wore them or held on to them because I like them, but mainly because they were comfortable and matched almost everything I wore (I wear a lot of brown).

But yesterday something happened that made me very sad. It was raining, and I was getting out of my parent’s car in their garage and I slipped. I fell down and bruised my arm, but other than that I wasn’t seriously injured. It wasn’t that big of a deal except it made me realize that these flip flops that I’ve been holding on to are a threat to my well-being. My mom told me that I needed to throw them away. “You’re an adult!” she said. “You don’t need to wear those shoes!” I guess being an adult is not compatible with brown slippery flip flops.

I got home and told Brian about the incident, but I didn’t tell him that my mom told me to throw them away, hoping that maybe he wouldn’t think of that and that I would get to hold on to them for a little bit longer. They really are so easy to put on when I don’t know what else to wear, and they are sooo comfortable. I really didn’t want to throw them away. After telling Brian the story though, his first words were pretty much the same as my mom’s. He thought it was time for those shoes to go too.

This morning we went to church and then afterwards we drove by Sun and Ski, and Brian thought we should stop in and look at new flip flops that are actually sort of safe. I tried on lots of different types of Reefs and decided on this pair:

As you can see they are sufficiently treaded and are the same basic style as my others. These are great too, because they actually have arch support, and when I walk I feel like I’m bouncing around. They are amazing.

So, after buying the new shoes I gave in to the request of those who love me and decided to throw away the slick, deadly shoes. Farewell my brown friends.