I have terrible feet from the point of view of buying "lady shoes." They are wide and (apparently) also deep. It doesn't matter too much because high fashion and high heels are so not my things, but sometimes it's nice to wear something a little less matronly.
I recently made the discovery that even though the Brannock foot-measuring device says that I am a 9.5 Wide or Wide-wide, I can often fit European or U.S. "comfortable" brands if I go up to a size 10 or 11 (roughly 41-42 Euro sizes).
We have a little local boutique that specializes in Bohemian-style (fashion terminology, not world culture terminology) clothing and shoes. They had a pair that I liked, but it wasn't in stock in anything but brown. Also, the design has changed slightly this year, said the shoe guru at the shop, so they let me order a pair of this year's version in black to try. And they fit!
If you want, you can see them here.
The other good thing about this is that the manufacturer has lots of different styles that I can check out later.
This novel has a possibly surprising plot twist about a fifth of the way in; I say possibly because I learned of it in a review, and there are other elements of the novel itself which may make it immediately evident. However, I will keep it a surprise for the benefit of those who don't want to be spoiled. I'll put it behind a cut.
Fowler is a highly skilled author whose books, unfortunately, never appeal to me anywhere near as much as they appeal to others. She always has intriguing premises and her novels always get rave reviews, so I keep checking them out. To date, I have never much liked any of them. Something about her prose style, characterization, and tone always strikes me as distant and chilly. This book was no exception. It involves a lot of potentially interesting and moving elements, but I found it dry and unsatisfying. However, I am in the minority in this, so you may well love this or any other of her books.
That being said, if you are at all sensitive to animal harm, avoid this book. It is centrally concerned with cruelty to animals, and contains multiple graphic depictions of it. (I didn't know this when I started, or I would not have read it.)
Great title, though.
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By Karen Joy Fowler We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves (Pen/Faulkner Award - Fiction)
At silverr's suggestion, I'm going to try applying heat. I've had my rice pack in the microwave and overheated it a bit. When it cools enough not to hurt me, I'll hold it against my jaw.
Scott had been late getting home from work, so he and I hadn't had dinner. We ended up going to Applebee's after we dropped Cordelia off. It turned out not to be such a great idea for me-- I ordered a burger, and it turned out to have spicy sauce on it (which wasn't in the menu description). I ended up with reflux that went late into the night. The burger was also kind of overcooked for my taste (bits were crunchy).
After dinner, we went to REI and bought a 1.75 inch sleeping pad for Cordelia. Scott got a membership there a while back, so we had a 20% off coupon that helped a bit. There wasn't anything else in the store that we were interested in, so we didn't stay. Instead, we went next door to Whole Foods. We bought apples and ginger candy (Scott uses ginger candy to help keep himself alert at work). We looked at tea and kitchen gadgets.
Work didn't keep Scott for the full four hours. He was home and in bed around 7:00. He was only that late because he wanted to pick up bagels and had arrived at Bagel Fragel before they opened their door. He has to work tomorrow. Work is saying that, if everybody works really hard, they might give people a four day weekend. We'll believe that when it happens. In twenty one years, I think it's happened once. Scott always works the Friday after Thanksgiving. He usually has the Saturday and Sunday off, at least.
2. Looks like there's a cold going around my work as we've had a few people call in sick this week. (I really hope I don't get it, since I just had a cold like a month ago!) But thankfully even though we were short a cashier today, we had someone scheduled as a stocker who could also use the register, so she was able to take over and I didn't have to be at the register and could actually get stuff done.
3. I've been playing a lot of video games lately. In addition to the new Mario Kart levels, I've also been playing the remake of DuckTales on the Wii U and Link's Awakening and Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box on the 3DS. They're all a lot of fun! (I'm getting close to the end on both DuckTales and Link's Awakening, though.)
I read Thor Hyerdal’s book on crossing the Pacific Ocean in a bamboo craft, the Kontiki, in which Hyerdal stated that every day at sea he and his crew saw trash floating. I brought this up at a Milford Conference and Ben Bova looked at me pityingly and said, “Katie, do you really think we can pollute the entire ocean? Do you know how big the ocean is?” He didn’t literally pat me on the head, but the avuncular pat was there.
I'm also current on Jane the Virgin, Happyland, The 100, Sleepy Hollow, State of Affairs and How to Get Away With Murder, but don't feel up to writing them up right now. Feel free to ask me any questions about my thoughts on whatever in comments. (Ok, i've gone on EXTENSIVELY about one thing in The 100 on twitter, but sometimes you have to get ranting out of your system.)
So I'm going to start recording what I eat and my exercise here. I'll tag everything and put it behind a cut so you can scroll by, if you need to.
Since it's been several months of bad habits, I'm going to ease into it. I'm going to finish eating the packed food I have in the fridge and start off with the easy (for me) yoga DVD (Dance the Chakras), and then start in earnest on December 1.
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