leave my feet alone.

Today, while waiting in line in the bathroom at Cedar Creek Inn, (for Danielle's baby shower, will post about later) these four ladies came in and started a whole conversation about my feet! They were older, so I will let them use that for their excuse. Lady #1 looked at my feet and complimented my shoes (yes, my favorites) and then lady #2 said, "yeah, I heard those gold shoes are in style". They are totally silver. Then then lady #3 said, "Isn't it a little early to have your toes painted?" What?! I don't know about you, but I always have painted toes. It was so strange. As for lady #4, I think I heard her mumble, "I think they are silver." I love old people.
In other news...still about feet...
About 20 minutes later I was standing in my parents front yard watching Matt mow the lawn. He was pointing to something in front of the mower and yelling "can you pick it up" so I reach down to pick up the item, and the next thing I know the mower is over my foot! I could totally feel the heat and wind of the blades. SCARY. I was totally shocked. Apparently he didn't know if he pushed some bar down, that it would lunge forward. Riight. Hope the coach is comfy tonight Matt! JK. Good thing he is cute.