Bigfoot

Yes, I have big feet. I'm almost six feet tall, so I don't dwell on it. What can I do about it? Today in class, one of my better students said, "Mrs. Wall, your feet look HUGE in flats. Seriously, you have some big feet." The whole class was aghast at this. I couldn't help but laugh. But I told him that the next time he told a woman that they have large feet things might not go so nicely for him. It was a funny moment because I think the kid was quite shocked that he said it too. He's normally not like that. It was a weird class - we're doing Greek mythology and two of my kids got into a heated debate about whether Gaea and Demeter were the same people. I'm glad they're into it, but wow.

Rebecca has certainly inherited my big feet. Poor girl needs to learn to tie because Velcro is hard to find in her size. I hope they have a store like Lou's Bootery when we move. I like taking them there, getting them sized, buying a pair and then heading to the outlets. Because at 50.00 a pop at Lou's they're looking at one pair at a time. I am seriously thinking of going to Lou's. I think my foot has changed. Every single pair of shoes I buy right now gives me blisters and kills my feet. I'm a little scared to go and for them to tell me I'm a 12W or something, but at least I could buy the right shoes. I haven't worked for awhile and wearing dressy shoes or something like it is seriously overrated. At least in the Air Force I could wear boots which were heavy but pretty comfortable. Well, our dress code isn't that strict. Maybe I'll be the one to wear tennies or Crocs.