Esme ... Esme, like I'm looking in a mirror

Guest — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 18:48:01 -0500

really, I'm 52, and changing every day. Flashes are the least of my problem, but this story is just too funny.

menopause is the bomb ..

Guest — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 17:32:42 -0500

atually this blog is. the dialogue is sharp and witty :) keeps me laughing through my insanity, and yes, I'm flashing it up as we sepak too

big foot

Guest — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 15:11:54 -0500

funny :) from a girl who had bigger feet than my ex ... this is bitter sweet. Do love the blogging here. Keeped it coming. Bravo hot flashes ... i'm in the middle of them myself

Episode 13: The Laws of Attraction

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 10:06:09 -0500

Did you know that in Tanzania men overwhelmingly prefer women with big feet? Neither did I, until recently, but apparently this fun fact is true. Unlike ancient China, where women were subjected to the "art" of foot binding, and the contemporary U.S., where squeezing into anything that is one size too small is the only way to go, it seems Tanzanian men like their women to be able to stand firmly on their own.

So, armed with this bit of valuable information and with Annabelle and Roo in tow, (Mr. Handsome was on a laser tag play date) late one afternoon last week I decided to go buy myself a pair of shoes.

Now, I am not what you would call a shoe fetishist. Not a freak for the foot, by any means, but I have to admit, I like leather. I have tried to go the other way, not just because of Cody, my vegan friend, but because I understand at the core of it how many cows may have died for my cause. And I've always loved the bovine. They may be stupid and have a limited vocabulary (it is hard to elaborate on, "moo") but they are sacred in India and I am multicultural in my approach to living. Or, at least I try to be. (I am still struggling with the proper way to eat Ethiopian food. I know you are supposed to sop it up with that spongy bread, but I've kind of come to wonder why, like at my favorite Chinese place, they can't at least offer you a fork.) Since Raoul the uber-chef handyman has been cooking Ethiopian food lately, I am getting help with my problem.

Anyhoo, we decided to go to Saks because their shoe department, though not as big as Barneys or as "exclusive" as Neiman's (that would mean unwearable in my book) is manageable with a four year old (ie: there is easy access to the outside in case of screaming.) I had intended to head for Tar-jay, which is my favorite money pit of choice these days, but Annabelle convinced me otherwise.

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Esme ... Esme, like I'm looking in a mirror

menopause is the bomb ..

big foot

Episode 13: The Laws of Attraction