Ooooooh!

Is is totally ridiculous that I want these flip flops?

Cuz I do.

Want them.

Bad.

I'm afraid of what D would say though. I mean, I have a serious flip flop obsession and have just recently reigned my collection in from the irresponsible levels that it once stood at!

Part of my problem is that I saw them at the PX. I know I could just drive down to post and pick a pair up, no problem! Maybe that's why I want them soooooo bad!

Thoughts?

P.S. Sorry for being totally MIA this weekend. We live in an area that was hit with lots of storms this weekend and we lost power for 24 hours. We consider ourselves lucky because all around us is a lot of devastating damage. Please keep these people and this area in your prayers.

My Beloved Flip Flops

I have a certain pair of black flip flops that have been with me since college. They rock. Seriously. I have worn them so much that my feet have left impressions in the soles. I wore out the rubber on the bottom of them. I lurve them.

Try not to gag.

Well, D finally convinced me that we’re not poor I should buy a new pair of black flip flops. Its not that I don't think they're gross looking or anything, they're just soooo comfortable that I was hesitant to get rid of them. Sure, the company still makes them and I could just order another pair of the exact same flip flops, but that's not the point.

I decided to branch out. I bought a different brand. (Ooooooh. I'm such a rebel.) The new flops are a brand that my little sis recommended to me, so I figured I'd just try them out. I mean, honestly, I'm not too worried about dropping $15 on a pair of flip flops that could potentially last me through the next Summer Olympics. I'm not going to lie, I was a little nervous buying a new brand since we don’t have stores here have a limited shopping selection that most certainly does not include brand name stuff. My fears were put to rest though, when this was delivered to my doorstep a mere week and a half later (yes, our mail takes a long time to reach the middle of nowhere).

I mean, how could you not be happy to see that? So I tore into the box and there they were! The sandals that will carry me through the next 5 years of my life season.

These are the new black flops.

Oh, and in case you were wondering, I really like them. Also, I got a few other things too. Like these bad boys.

Oh, and also, D wasted no time putting the old ones in the garbage and then promptly taking the garbage out to the can (there's a first time for everything, folks!).