There are few things less attractive or more embarrassing than slipping on a sidewalk during commute traffic, yet that’s exactly what I did on my walk home tonight. I debated taking the bus, but I was so excited that it was raining that I decided to brave the storm. There I was walking up Van Ness with a spring in my step, enjoying the rain, carrying my new bath rug in a big brown box, hanging on tightly to my umbrella when all of the sudden….WHOOOOP. Down I go. Box flies, umbrella flies, knees hit pavement. I was feeling so confident in my new shoes and never expected they’d let me down so abruptly! Harumph. Well, at least at my advanced age I didn’t break anything!

Even though I love them dearly, my shoes are currently in the corner wearing a dunce cap.