Friday, July 15, 2011

These are my new shoes. They're good shoes. They won't make you rich like me, they won't make you rebound like me, they definitely won't make you handsome like me. They'll only make you have shoes like me. That's it. ~ Charles Barkley

These are my new shoes.

Or rather, shoe.

I got it at the Winchester Hospital ER. 

And it only cost me a $40 co-pay. Don't you just love a bargain?
It came with a sweet sprained ankle too.

Lame?  Verrrry.

But the story has an upside. In addition to the sexy shoe that I get to rock all week, I was reminded why my dad Vincent is the best dad in the world.


As my ankle starting swelling to a size that seemed larger than the Situation's ego, I called my dad, swore a lot, and begged him to help me. Twenty-five minutes later, we were en route to the hospital.  Through a sprinking of tears and a deluge of f-bombs...

Dad: What the hell happened?

Me: It happened so fast...I don't even know. What I do know is that my ankle hurts and I am humiliated. Mortified. I fell in front of a group of colleagues. And I'm wearing this dumb skirt. Why did I wear a skirt today, Dad? Shit. I hope no one saw anything...do you think anyone saw anything? 


Dad: Well I don't know about that, but... I think you look very pretty today.

How much do you love this man?

How much do you love Charles Barkley?  Trrble.

2 comments:

  1. Best brother too, I always say that........you're so lucky to have a Dad like that! But you already know that! - A.Nancy

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  2. Aww Dfest what happened?! I'm sorry you fell and hurt your ankle. And I'm with your Dad, I am willing to bet the farm that you looked pretty and probably graceful while falling. Think Lucille Ball meets Natalie Portman in Black Swan.

    Hope you feel better! Ice, elevate, and Advil! xoxo

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