Stacy Horn

You know, I realize with posts like these I am never going to have a boyfriend again in my life. Please blur your eyes potential-boyfriends. Scroll down to the shoes (and ignore the sensible ones).

In other news: I was reading on Dooce the other day about how she isn’t exactly thrilled with writing books. I thought about that. There is a moment when I first get edits back that isn’t fun. My initial thoughts go something like, “ohmygod they hate it, they don’t love me, they’re going to cancel the book, I will never get another book contract again, the cats are going to starve and die, I’m going to starve and die,” but then in a few minutes I’m “Oh, they just want me to move this here.”

I love editing. Love it. For me, the blank page can be a little scary, but once I have words on it and all I have to is make those words better, I’m in heaven. I was the same way painting. Blank canvas = evil. But then I could sit for hours adding or deleting spots of color, a brush stroke here, a brush stroke there.

I love editing so much I could tinker forever, and I have to make myself stop and hand the book back in. That’s where I am now. I think today might be my last day editing and I will hand it in tomorrow.

I was trying to get creative with this shot when Buddy jumped up and I decided to do a combination cat/shoe shot instead. Any shot is better with a cat in it. I ended up getting a fresh pair of the exact same red sneakers, because I love them, and they are so comfortable. Except I ordered red shoe laces, because those mustardy ones that come with them are actually kind of drab as you can see (I also don’t love the gold stripe, but what are you going to do, nothing’s perfect). I got a pair of green sneakers from the same manufacturer, Onitsuka. The green is better than what is coming out in the picture, and I also don’t like the white stripe, and what is with Onitsuka and the poor stripe color choices??

I don’t think I’m a real girl. These are all the shoes I own, and I can see right away that I definitely need to re-think some of these shoes. A few are pretty unattractive. I’ve decided to go in chronological order.

These are 12 years old. I bought them for a dress-up occasion (Echo’s 5th Anniversary party). They are Arche. All my nice shoes are Arche, they are the most comfortable while also being pretty.

These are Campers, they are probably around 10 years old. I bought them because I wanted a nice flat for “business casual” outfits. God they are ugly. Comfortable, but ugly. With all the cute flats they’re showing now there is just no excuse for these shoes.

Then I decided I needed another pair of dress shoes. The heel from the pair above was too high to wear for extended periods of time, so I bought these. They are maybe 8 – 10 years old and are the perfect shoe. Reasonable heel, but still pretty.

I saw these sandals at the same time I bought my new dress-up shoes, and I just had to have them. LOVE these sandals. I’ve never seen anything else like them. Aren’t they great?

I got these boots when I decided I needed a winter shoe that was a little more attractive than my regular winter walking shoes. You can’t tell in this picture, and they need a wipe down, but they’re cute.

Now we get to the worst part. I walk everywhere I go. On any given day I’m walking 1 to 4 miles. So, I’ve got two pairs of everyday, walking shoes, one for winter and one for all the rest of the year. These are my Merrells, my regular winter walking shoes. Yes, they are hideous, but what can I do? I need comfort (and warmth). I wear these with pants, so they don’t show like they do in this picture. I wear the boots above when I’m wearing a skirt or dress.

My rest of the year everyday, walk-everywhere shoes are less problematic. I usually get some sort of cute sneaker. I was in a red phase when I got these, and I will probably replace them in the spring.

This is a picture of a chimp named Jaybee. I went to the Save the Chimps website and saw this picture. He’d been living in a windowless cage for years, while horrible things were done to him. “Upon taking over the Coluston Foundation in September 2002, Save the Chimps founder Carole Noon discovered Jaybee alone in a small cage making a “nest” out of leftover monkey chow, arranging the small biscuits in a circle around himself before lying down. Dr. Noon’s heart broke and she immediately got Jaybee a bed sheet. Jaybee was thrilled; it seemed that he had ceased expecting both kindness from humans and the most basic physical comforts. Jaybee made a nest with the sheet and having no reason to expect he would ever receive another one, refused to give it up for three days (he kept the sheet clean and dry).”

I mean for the love of God. I think it’s our job to take care of the creatures of the earth. If you can please donate to Save the Chimps.

I’m posting this to show that I am not the only one who loves my pets even when they are evil. Here is Marianne with Schlomo, who is clearly possessed and about to chew her arm off, but does she care? No. She still loves him. Losing an arm is just the price of love.

Reasons to be Happy – the TV Version

“Bones will make six fresh segments and might get a supersized order for next season.” (I cut and pasted that from somewhere.)

The whole “I’m fucking Matt Damon” and “I’m fucking Ben Affleck” thing. Very funny.

Jon Stewart bringing Marketa Irglova back out at the Oscars and then her lovely speech.

American Idol is past the auditions and up to the good part.

Oh and the writer’s strike is over, of course.

Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, which was good to begin with, is getting even better. This show was out of left field for me and a nice surprise.