So about them heels...
In an effort to try to be more professional and look my age (despite the purple hair) I bought a pair of nice, pointy toe, high heels a couple weeks ago. I tried to wear them once in the beginning and gave myself some lovely blisters on every surface that touched my feet. That was after walking a mile from the train to the office, so I thought I'd give it another go today. Yup, still a bad decision. I must be destined to wear socks and "man shoes," one of several pairs of hiking boots, or my running shoes. Hmm... If it goes against my morphology to wear such strange contraptions, why do it? To make my short legs appear longer. Hey, whatever helps! Hmm... That is contrary to the Tom-boy, wilderness-girl of my youth. Hmm... There must be a logical reason. Well, actually, I wear them to keep my pants from dragging on the ground. That's my feeble attempt at practicality.
If it repeatedly hurts for me to wear high heels, I wonder how my horses felt with heels left too high and supported on flat, steel shoes. Things that make you go, "Hmm..." some more.
Today's other occurrances and miscellaneous topics:
I made it to the train at 6:30am in Auburn, despite only getting 3.5 hours of sleep! Yeah! I can still do it, meaning, I can function on minimal amounts of sleep. Ahhh...maybe I'm not that old yet. The reason for the lack of sleep was because we went to the Drum Corps International (DCI) Competition at the UOP campus last night. Yes, this adds to my nerd status! Woohoo! The heat was sweltering, so it started late. My favorite for the night was the Santa Clara Vangards. They got robbed and came away with a second place. Subjective judging is not my friend.
Being that the title of my blog is Hooves and Fins I should probably write a little blurb about fish. I do tend to get a little passionate on behalf of the cute, finned creatures. My job revolves around them, much to my satisfaction. What's not to my satisfaction is how quickly they (meaning native species such as Chinook salmon, steelhead, sturgeon, and delta smelt) are disappearing. Some people are upset at the fish for their water rights being limited. But are these creatures really to blame? They're not the ones "managing" water systems and controling the spiggets, so to speak. There's so much to observe and learn from these creatures on how terribly humans can mess up a system that God already had running in perfect order. Hmm... Could there be a lesson in stewardship?
