The Curse of the Black Sandal
Or Blue Mickey Croc
Or Why Can't I Find a Shoe That Fits Me? Or the Boy?
I cannot find blue Mickey Crocs in his size!

I'm looking on Shoebuy.com, hoping to purchase through mypoints so I snag some rewards, and they are all out! So I go to a few other sites...they're all out too! Double
Good luck with the blue Mickey crocs!!!
The Merrell sandals I ordered from shoebuy don't fit. They're just a little bit too small when, I walk, my little toe hangs off the edge, which is not good for me.
I am so sick of trying to find good sandals! I am ready to jump on the Croc bandwagon, but don't know what style to pick. And to boot, there's no 20% off code now. Ugh. There are other styles of Merrells, but now I have to go through the process of returning and all that jazz, and wait for another code...
tick, tock...
tick, tock...
That stinks -- your little toe should never hang off the edge -- I think that is a sandal fashion faux pas, and uncomfortable.
I love my Minnie Jane crocs -- I packed those yesterday with my silver Tinkerbell flip flops.
I have been sort of coveting the new capri canvas style. I like the white/black patterned one. Perhaps there will be another purchase in my future.....however, I'm wondering if the ole standard would be good for by the pool, kwim?
When I returned my Croc flip flops and exchanged them for the mary jane crocs, they applied the 20% coupon that I had used for the flip flops.
I was investigating Crocs at the mall this weekend and I found another reason why I like the Mary Janes, they are softer. The regular style crocs are much harder on the outside and not as comfortable to me.
These are cute. I have the Athens (no fabric) and can vouch for their comfy-ness. I may try the Capri next.
I've been harassing LL about her Crocs, but I'd been meaning to ask you how you like yours as well. I thought you had the flip-flops.
Pssshaw! You are not harassing me. I willingly provide information.
Alright...suffice it to say the force is not strong with me in the way of the sandal. And this is on multiple fronts.
The black Merrells I ordered from Shoebuy didn't fit properly, so back they go. Thanks to LL, I discovered that they will exchange and apply whatever discount code you received at the time of purchase.
So I did it.
I jumped on the bandwagon. I haven't felt so high school in years...but in a good way!
I exchanged them for these...
:::sigh:::
Just call me a sheep.

I jumped on the Croc bandwagon. It's all LL's fault, really. Her loving praise of her new mary jane crocs just did me in. And they're cute, people. I love my Merrells, but they're not the prettiest shoes in the world...however, they are the most supportive...unless the Crocs will win.
Somebody please cross all their fingers and toes that these fit me and are comfortable. I am losing my mind here.
Not only do I need sandals for myself, but the nut and I went on a little shopping excursion today. I never, ever go to the mall. But I wanted DS to get a haircut, and our normal place wasn't open.
Did I learn my lesson. Let's just say the haircut was so traumatic he got a lollipop and McDonald's for lunch. The woman was awful. She was mean to him, and she nicked him twice. I was

but so flabbergasted, I didn't know what to say. I will never, ever take him somewhere other than the kid's hair salon we normally go to. They provide lollipops and put on cartoons for them to watch, and THEY'RE GOOD WITH KIDS!!!! I mean, seriously, people, don't offer to cut a three year old's hair if you can't handle it. She asked him why he couldn't sit still and told him your hair doesn't hurt when I cut....well, yeah, but when you stab him with the scissors it does, you witch.
Phew....sorry.
We've had a rough day.
That's not even where it started. This morning I accidentally locked DS in the car at the post office. Thank god it wasn't hot out. I had to go inside and call my husband. One of the postal workers called the cops, but they weren't able to open my doors because of the type of manual locks I have. He was very nice though, and stayed with us and helped keep both of us calm. DS is too young to know how to unbuckle himself, and was totally strapped in his car seat, so he couldn't open it. Thankfully, DH didn't take that long, and DS was totally fine.
So, let's see. I locked him in the car, traumatized him with a horrible hairdresser, and then tried to take him to Stride Rite to buy new sandals.
Why you may ask?
Because he won't wear the ones he has now! He insists on wearing his sneaks and socks every single day. And it's hot. And while he has inherited my love of Jack Sparrow and all things pirate, he's also inherited my sweat glands. Which means we sweat through our feet. And it's gross. And they stink.

Yeah...it's that bad.
So, I thought if I could get him excited enough maybe we could get new sandals.
No dice.
I should add, I am not completely without some semblance of motherly instinct. In between all the drama, he did get to play on the playscape for about a half an hour which was the highlight of his day. I should also add that even though the hairdresser from the ninth circle of you know where was an absolute prize to deal with, the haircut is one of the best he's had. Go figure.
After all that, I had to get the kid a Happy Meal...and truthfully, I needed a double cheeseburger. That dollar menu was calling to me.
I swear to you, we are shoe cursed.
So I guess it's back to coaxing him to wear the pair we have at home. The only problem is today he measured a 9 wide. Which is exactly what he's wearing in sneakers and sandals currently. Which means before the end of the summer, we will need new sandals. I may have to try Crocs for him again, I just don't know what to do. He doesn't want to wear anything but the sneakers. And is it the end of the world...no, but I would love for his feet to be more ventilated.
To look on the bright side, our trip to the post office was to return the Power Rangers tank and one of the tees I didn't like, so that's so money back in my pocket. And if I like the Mary Jane Crocs, it will have saved me about $32, because that's how much more expensive the Merrells were. That's a nice chunk of change, my friends.
Think of all the Dole Whips.
Think of all the Junky Apples.
Think of all the rope to tie up Jack Sparrow....ahem...I really need to learn to control my inner monologue.
Before they take me away, ha-ha...to the funny farm...where life is beautiful all the time.
