I had one of those moments yesterday, you know the kind, where you're so full of joy that your heart just wants to explode. In this case, sky, music and spring conspired to whip me into rapture as I walked through the annual sidewalk sale on the Main. (Blvd St-Laurent) I was listening to Lily Allen and then Sophia Milman which I had just bought in the morning on itunes. Bought a shirt ($125 marked down to $15) and some underwear. Yeah, underwear. I'm rethinking my whole going commando in the summer thing. No matter how "done" I think I am these days, there always seems to be a hidden drop waiting to spill if you know what I mean. Plus there was the whole pants splitting open episode when I sat down last week. I'm still too traumatized to talk about it. There was this great moment at the sidewalk sale. Thousands of people were there not so much for the wares, but more for the annual bonding experience of heralding the arrival of the summer season. Many people brought their dogs out with them. They were all making me smile. Then there was an overweight elderly black lab tied up to a pole and when we locked eyes he started wagging his tail and lifting his feet up and down, dancing if you will, in place. Aw, I thought, he doesn't see so well but he must think I'm his owner. I went over and pet him for a little bit. I'm sending some love to sara through him, I thought to myself.
Later my feet started hurting again so I went home. Been having the oddest pain in my left foot (mostly) that is really annoying. It's like the top of my foot is on fire. Of course the doctor is the last resort so I went to the internet first. It was irritating that when you put in "top of foot pain" you get all these stupid hack sites that only exist to make money from google's adsense program. I ended up on WebMD and tried out their little symptom diagnostic tool. They should warn hypochondriacs because sheesh, you put in burning feet and you get everything from your shoes are too tight to brain tumor. I'm hoping my search and purchase of shoes last week is the cause but the symptom is nerve related and you know the deal about nerve damage. That shit's permanent. Anyway it comes and goes and doesn't seem to get better or worse based on walking on it. I'm hoping my lifelong health strategy serves me well this time. Ignore it and it will go away on its own.
No more commando? How about weekends only. I couldn't deal with the confinement.
Cute image of you and the dog. Awww!
Foot pain and the brain? You're right: hypochondriacs beware.
Better to switch back to underwear for a little drop than be that guy known for the quarter-size spot that is always on his trousers.
I'm with GayProf. Besides, the dribble thing only tends to get worse as you get older.
I should buy some Lily Allen, I really like her!
WebMD is my favorite diagnostic website! I've cured myself of so many ailments by just waiting it out! :o)
Your pants popping and foot pain couldn't have anything to do with your chocolate bar addiction, could it? :o)
I bet you have a stress fracture in your foot.
Oooh! It's fun to receive a diagnosis on the blog. Especially from Anonymous. My left foot hurts. I think it's muscle and tendon related.
How odd, that sudden feeling of joie de vivre. I have only been struck by that feeling a couple of times in my life. On the other hand, I am frequently struck with a sudden rush of "life's a bitch and then you die." (I don't know if there's a fancy French phrase for that.) It's the depression.
I've been getting to know Lily Allen a bit better recently. Love her. And I love it when dogs do that dancing thing with their front paws. I bet he didn't think you were his owner, he just recognized a kindred spirit. Glad you had a day like this, and were present enough to take note of it while it happened.
Ok, I'm not going into a sales pitch, but you really should get your foot checked, especially if it involves nerve damage. I work for Foot Solutions and came across your blog, and want to extend some help to you. One foot may be larger than the other (and don't worry, its not uncommon!) so if you're tying your shoes too tight, it may be part of the issue. Or, maybe try thinner socks? Either way, hope your feet feel better :)
Love the picture of the sidewalk sale you painted with your words.
Sounds like a fun day, especially the puppy time (I don't care about age...they are all puppies.) - I know about missing that.
Good luck with your foot.
What's Mott's Fruitsensations about?
Never saw that one before. Is the dialogue good?
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