Robin In The Snow

We've reached that time in the year, where I am feeling pain and I am almost certain it is death. A normal person would think that maybe you should go to the doctor and maybe figure out what exactly the pain is and why you are feeling it. But not me. I figure if I'm going to die I don't really want to know. :)

I don't really feel like I'm dying, but death is on my mind today. As I mentioned on Friday I have come to realize that I own a ridiculously large amount of sad music. So while hanging out with my good friend Ben on Saturday I tell him that I need some happy music. Ben tells me about an artist, Sonya Kitchell, particularly her song, Robin In The Snow. He says I have to download it immediately and listen. So I do, and I listen to it on my drive home. If I hadn't already been 20 minutes from his house I might have driven back to hit him. The song is about seeing a Robin born in the winter, much too early for a Robin to be out and because of the little Robin has been born to early it's dying. She says no one, but her knew about the Robin, and therefore she will miss it when it's gone, but who is going to miss her when she is gone. Did I mention that I've been a little needy and on the gloomy music kick? So why why why would you give me this dreadful song to listen to? I was so sad by the time the song ended and convinced I am going to die alone with no one to miss me. Thanks Ben!

Today begins, Operation Cheer where I am searching for happy music, happy movies, and good friends. I'm headed over to the Tarantino house for some Super Bowl watching, so that is a guaranteed good time.....

SHOES!

In 2006 while in Nashville for an awards show with my former boss Lynda. I wandered around CoolSprings Galleria in Franklin, Tennessee not looking for anything just wandering along with a co-worker and my boss' bff. There we were standing in the shoe department in Belk's, I'm minding my own business when I see these magical black mesh sequin Valerie Stevens Heels. They don't sound pretty - but they are beautiful.

I picked the shoe up expecting it to be the wrong size and ridiculously over priced, only to find out that they were indeed the right size and were on their final mark down. They were the last pair in the store. And although I had my outfit and shoes planned I knew I could not leave the store without those shoes.

So they went back to hotel with me, where we all oohh'd and aaahh'd over them - I even sang to them! I wore them that night and then put them back in their box as to preserve them. They haven't mingled with my other shoes, they have a special place in the top of my closet. When I moved back to San Antonio, they got a special seat inside the car.

I have only worn them that one time. And I have continuously pull them out of the closet to check on them and to evaluate when I might be able to wear them again.

The time has arrived. Tomorrow (or today by the time you read this) our office staff will be journeying to Austin to celebrate our 20th Anniversary in Austin. It is a formal affair (blech) But finally - finally my babies will see the light of day again! I don't know what it is about them, but they make me feel like Cinderella. I know "they" say it's impossible to love inanimate objects...But I love these shoes!