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Brown boot




Black boot




Red boot




Sexy boot!





Please don't be jealous of my current state of sexiness! Hahaha!

A few weeks ago at work I realized that my foot hurt. It never really got better and seeing as how I'm only getting bigger by the day, I decided (with the encouragement of a friend) that I might need to have it checked out. Turns out I either have a stress fracture or tendonitis, both of which are treated with the boot initially.

Things that have crossed my mind:
- It could be worse. I could have been in the boot during my sick time...can you imagine having to run to the bathroom with the boot? It just wouldn't have worked.
- I could be 9 months pregnant in the boot, going into labor.
- I could be in two boots.
- I could have to walk to work uphill both ways in the snow. With the boot.

I'm trying to just laugh at myself, because really, what else can I do?!?!?! It's pretty dang hilarious, even if I do draw a little unwanted attention to myself :-)

Comments

  1. King AmyFebruary 9, 2010 at 8:41 PM

    oh my gosh!! so funny...one boot, two boot, red boot, blue boot! haha you're very creative and have such a good outlook...maybe you could glue some rhinestones to make it "fancy"! ahhaha

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