Skip to main content

A Little Bit O This and A Little Bit O That....

A Little Bit O This 

I have bad old lady feet. I have had old lady feet since I was in my teens. I love fun, funky shoes but I enjoy them vicariously.  If I could buy any shoes on the planet I would buy shoes like these
or these
Or, perhaps these.
For the most part I have made my peace with the fact that I will live out my days wearing men's cowboy boots when the weather permits and wear German old lady sandals in the summer.  If I want to buy pretty shoes, I buy them for my daughter.

I have noticed that many of the cool blogging women swear by John Fluevogs. They are shoes that look quirky but seem to be comfortable, They don't come in wide. And they are expensive so I had admired them in store windows.


Today, one of the local thrift stores had these shoes.

I tried them on assuming that they would not fit. They fit. The price tag read $25. I took them home.

Well, as a good thrift shopper I know that the joy of thrift shopping is increased if you find out the retail cost of your purchase. So here are my shoes.  A thrift store SCORE!

 A Little Bit O That
I am working on a new challah cover with the text of the Friday night Kiddush on it.
I had done the calligraphy and then realized that it would be much improved by outlining all of the letters.

It took a while, but eventually all of the letters were outlined.

I didn't have silk in exactly the right color so I block printed some shantung so all of the colors int he challah cover would play nicely together.

So with some new shoes on my feet and a challah cover shaping up, it was a good day.

Labels:

Comments

  1. MAMJune 9, 2016 at 5:37 PM

    A thrift store score for sure! Someone even found a Prada bag at one of our Goodwill stores - I've never been so lucky!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Sarah JacobsJune 10, 2016 at 7:22 PM

    My daughter just commented that I can go into a thrift store filled with garbage and find the one treasure there. I am happy my daughter has noticed this trait of which I am very proud.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Lisa LareeJune 12, 2016 at 10:33 PM

    I have absolutely no luck in thrift stores...and I congratulate you on your find. I've a little part of me that would love to wear Fluevogs...but I also have old lady feet and live in duck-foot-shaped German sandals, not to mention a thick streak of practical frugality that would prevent me from ever purchasing something so frivolous...unless the thrift fairies smiled on me ;-). Enjoy those fantastic shoes!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

I love hearing from my readers. I moderate comments to weed out bots.It may take a little while for your comment to appear.

Popular posts from this blog

Barukh Dayan HaEmet - Blessed be the True Judge

In 1986, when I first began working for my synagogue, one of the volunteers was a teeny little Austrian woman. Ida was so little and cute, you could swear you could just put her in your pocket and carry her around. Ida also babysat for a little girl  in our community. When I saw the two of them running around together and laughing as if they were both four, I knew that when I had kids, Ida would babysit for my kids. In order to be sure that Ida would take care of my oldest, I told her I was pregnant at the same time I told my mother. Soon after my oldest was born,  Ida was ready. She was silly, but she was also Austrian. She had her rules. She would care for a child only until they could walk. She felt that she was too old to chase children. She would work only twelve hours a week. The baby had to be fed, dressed and ready to go out when she showed up. Ida's rules made sense. It taught me, and my oldest, the value of having a schedule. Ida and ...
1 comment
Read more

Two funerals and a birthday

 I know that it has been a while since I posted. We went to Boston last weekend to celebrate the bar mitzvah of a family friend. I may post about the weekend in a different post. Two disparate topics in one post is all I can manage today.  Yesterday was a busy day and filled with big emotions. We began the day at the funeral  of a young man who was a Hebrew School classmate of my older son's. I had such fond, fond memories of the sweet, funny, kind and exceptionally bright young man who also had terrible struggles. I kept remembering the young man both  as a delightful child full of promise and the suffering that he and his family have been through for the past many years. I sat with two women whose children attended preschool with the young man. We three held one another in our sorrow. Yesterday was also my husband's birthday. My husband is not someone who wants things.  When we were  at Bingo---the kosher version of Costco I spotted a large package of ste...
Post a Comment
Read more

It All Feels Like Yesterday

Today, an oponion piece in the Wall Street Journal had the headline These Days, It All Feels Like Yesterday. It seemed a perfect way to sum up how we live our lives these days. I have been far more willing during this Covid time to do the sort of slow going work that I tend to avoid like the plague during normal times. I have been working away on Max's tallit. I had decided to get the lettering on the atara in a new to me way. Actually, to be completely honest, this is a method I have read about since I was a kid. You draw the design on a bit of what is called "waste fabric". Then you embroider the design and then you pull away the waste fabric thread by thread. The embroidered design remains, but all of your guidelines are gone, as if by magic. I had more or less finished embroidering the letters. (There were little bits of letters I hadn't quite finished but knew that I could add after the purple fabric was pulled away.) I began by picking out all of my red basting ...
2 comments
Read more