What I Wore - Fail

Well, what I wore was a semi-fail really.  Bill was complimentary when I came out and twirled and he took my picture this morning: 

But I had an issue with the Grasshoppers.    There is Velcro across the top of the shoe.  It's designed so you can adjust the shoe for a wider or narrower toe.  I adjusted it and when I climbed into the truck one of the toe straps popped open!  I reattached it (puffing a little) and we left.  

We stopped for mints and I went in to get them and when I got out of the truck, it popped again!  Rats!  I ignored it.  Big mistake.  The shoe flapped as I walked in and I felt like I did when I was 10 and my saddle shoe sole flapped.  

Inside at the register I pretended I dropped something, hurried and reattached it, paid for my gum and left.  It popped open on the way to the truck...flap, flap, flap.  

By this time I felt hot and out of sorts.  The windows had to be down and we discovered the new church we were visiting was on a dirt road.  Choking on the dust, we turned in and I wanted to reattach the shoe in the car but it was a tight space.  It was then I suddenly noticed the pink berries in the skirt were bright red in the sunshine.  Next to my pink shell the color clash hurt my eyes. 

I could have chosen the black shell, with the cotton shawl!  But no.  Now, sitting in the sun this white shrug I became sweltering hot!

I opened the door to fix the dang shoe again and one lady standing in the parking lot craned her neck to see who we were and what we were doing.  I quickly closed the door and told Bill we were leaving.  He didn't argue but pulled out.  A bit quickly and roared up the dirt road.  OK, he didn't roar but drove faster than I would on a dirt road belching choking dust. 

The breeze cooled me off and I felt remorseful.   I shouldn't let a bum shoe keep me from worship so we turned back and by then everyone was inside.  I fixed my shoe (unseen by others) and we went in.  The shoe held together during the entire service.  There was a supper afterwards, but we hurried out because we didn't know them and we had a lunch shop to do.  

When I reached the truck....the Velcro popped. 

And continued to pop, pop, pop all through lunch. 

 F a i l....not an epic fail, but close.