Flashback Friday- The Bleach Stained Shoes That Could

Wow, it is so much easier to blog/type/see things, on the big computer, rather than trying to work on my tiny little requires-reading-glasses-to-operate netbook. Its been almost 3 weeks since I've been able to sit down in this chair comfortably, and even now- I've got a baby in my arms, my elbow being used as a pillow, if you can picture that- while I type.



Raise your hand if you've got a similar picture of your converse shoes?!

...I think everyone on the planet, must have taken this same picture, in one way or another. Or... if you've never owned a pair of Chuck Taylors, then- wait, that person doesn't exist. I'm sure I'll get at least 3 comments begging to differ.

I'm sort of ridiculous, when it comes to shoes. And not in the way that you probably think. I hate shoes. I hate trying to find ones that fit comfortably. I hate spending money on things that you wear on your feet, that will only get dirty and worn out and probably cause blisters in the mean time- haaaate.

I either wear my converse, my running shoes (Adidas), or my flip flops (a pair of black ones from Target that I accidentally stole 2 years ago... how they're still functioning I'm not sure).

I've had the pictured-above pair of shoes, for going on... ummm... (thinking back and counting) ...7 years now. Wait no, maybe 8? I've had the shoe laces, for even longer- having gotten them when I was 16 years old, making them 10 years old. They don't even serve a purpose, at this point (the laces), seeing as how they've fallen apart and are only holding together in exactly the right spots. Or, appear to be, at least. I could never get away with taking them off of the shoes. That would be the end of them, for sure.

The bleach stains on the toes of my converse, are a result of my many nights working at the Woodland, Washington Subway restaurant. I was the assistant manager, and practically lived there. I opened, I closed- sometimes I did both. I can't even tell you how many times I mopped the floors there ...bazillions. And if I was really tired (probably from having had way too much to drink the night before, oh my wild child days *sigh*), then I'd pour extra bleach into the mop bucket, in attempts at using less of my energy, thinking I wouldn't have to scrub the floor as hard, to get it clean. Awesome, right? ...oh Tia.

Every year since living in Texas, the summers consist of nothing but flip flops and bare feet. And when fall rolls around, which it quickly is, and I have to wear actual shoes again, I'm happily greeted by my trusty Converse. Who cares if my pinkie toe on the right foot pokes out through a tiny hole in the fabric- we're still very much in love.

Yes, I just Flashback'd about my shoes. That really happened.

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Flashback with us! Go through your polaroids, scrapbooks, old crappy cell phone pictures- whatever you've got. Scan them, upload them, get them onto the computer somehow, and then share them with the world! Or... with us at least. Post them onto your blogs, write a little bit to go with them- tell us your story. When you're all finished, grab one of our buttons from down below (wayyyy down there at the bottom of our page) and put it somewhere inside your post (or link back to us the old fashioned text way). Come back here to this post, and add your link to the photo list below!

Oh, and I'm really going to make an effort to step up my game as host, this week (newborn = no time for blog reading). Expect comments. And lots of them, heee.

Oh, hey! And if you get a chance, stop by on Saturday, for the kick off of our series of Saturday giveaways!! (trust me, there will be lots of super cute mom/baby stuff thats worth leaving a comment for.. which is also why I felt I needed to type it out in such a large font, the goodies are that good!)