My flip-flops are annoying the heck out of me.
While in the shower at Boyfriend’s house a couple weeks ago, Freya decided to eat a pair of my flip-flops for supper. It was the first time she decided to munch on one of my shoes rather than bring it to me. I’m guessing there were two reasons behind this… 1) I was in the shower and, therefore, unavailable for her to bring me my shoes and Boyfriend doesn’t fit (or have any desire to wear) my shoes and 2) she thought it was okay since I bought her a squeaky flip-flop toy of her very own a week or to prior to the MunchFest since she loved mine so much. Because of reason #2 it was hard to be mad at her, especially since Boyfriend warned me it could mean trouble. I couldn’t help it. It was a cute spotted pink flip-flop that matched her color and everyone knows a girl needs shoes to match her accessories! Or is it the other way around?
Anyway, I have yet to replace my beloved flip-flops. Instead I’m wearing a pair that I bought a couple years ago that I don’t wear because they’re LOUD in the quiet hallways of the school. Instead of the normal *Flip, Flop* these damn things go *ClickClack, ClickClack, ClickClack* down the hall. They’re so loud that one person told me, “Holy! I could hear you coming all the way down the hall!”
I’m so totally going flip-flop shopping after work.