So it's Friday the 13th...or it still is as I'm writing this. It's an especially creepy one as I learned in reading the fresh-to-my-door USA Today. There are three of them this year evenly spaced 13 weeks apart. Fitting seeing as how the world is ending in December. That's become a running joke in our house...the perfect excuse to postpone anything unpleasant since we supposedly won't be around after 12-12-12 to suffer the consequences.The date is no joking matter to some people, however; they suffer from paraskedivekatriaphobia or fear of Friday the 13th. Try saying that three times real fast...or maybe even just one time.
When I flipped open our local paper this morning, I saw a sight more frightening than any chainsaw-massacre movie inspired by the date. It was these:
Shoes with toes in them! Shudder. Makes me want to take after them with an axe or let out a blood-curdling scream.
They're call Skele-Toes and they're being promoted as a shoe that allows your feet to fee and move the way feet were intended to. According to Fila, they can be worn on gravel, grass, water, mud, trees, mountains, rock, pavement and dirt...or as they say, "for just about everywhere."
Maybe for some people but not for me. First of all, I don't do barefoot. Ever, if I can help it. No slippers and no padding around in stocking feet either; my feet are happy to live in shoes, thank-you-very-much. And my toes are even more particular...they don't want anyone messing with them and they don't want anything between them. I cringe at the idea of flip-flops so you can see why a pair of shoes with compartments for your toes would creep me out. I bought a pair of socks like that once, thinking they would keep my feet toasty-warm in the winter. My heels never got to feel the socks because they were off as soon as I got my toes in the first one. Hopefully someone at Goodwill had a better experience with them than I did.
Nope, there will be no Skele-Toes in my closet. And I'm going to try very hard to forget I ever saw them as they're nightmare material for sure. Good thing Friday the 13th is almost over.
I just had to comment on your blog about bare feet. I'm the absolute oppposite. I live in Washington state (east side) where we have 4 distinct seasons. I LOVE going barefoot (briefly) in the snow. I love splashing in bare feet in rain puddles. And the grass between my toes is like a massage. You are really missing some great sensations, Brenda. HeeHee. But I would never where those ugly shoes either--they are creepy looking at best.
Posted by: Sandi | January 14, 2012 at 10:15 AM
I meant to say "wear" not "where"--oh, where did my English go?
Posted by: Sandi | January 14, 2012 at 10:16 AM