Here’s more proof that shoedish is getting old. Last night we spoke to Momma Shoedish, courtesy of Skype, about a new pair of shoes we recently purchased. Living in Spain makes buying shoes in the US rather difficult, so we have Momma Shoedish order them for us. She informed us previously via email that the shoes had arrived and that we’d “love” them. MS has good shoe taste as well (it’s in the blood). Anyhoot, she was planning on bringing them with her when she comes to visit in July.
Momma Shoedish: Did you get my email about the shoes?
Shoedish: Yes, but don’t bring them with you.
Momma Shoedish: Why?
Shoedish: Because that’s stupid. I’ll only be able to wear them for 3 weeks and then I’ll just have to find space for them to get them home.
Momma Shoedish: But I thought you wanted them?
Shoedish: I do, but I already have too much crap and I don’t want to deal with them.
Wha? Oh, my!!! What has happened to us? The young shoedish would never have passed on her new shoes; she would have found a way to make it work. We are a pathetic old shoe fart…
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