a sneaky little blog post

Hello amazing blog readers! I’m looking for smart, capable people to fulfill a special task! Have you read my book? Do you have ten extra minutes to do something nice for someone? If you answered “yes” to both those questions, then you are JUST the kind of person I need to write a review of my book on Amazon!

(Seriously, I feel exceedingly stupid asking people to review my book, but my editor has told me twice now that if people give me positive feedback on my book I need to ask them to write an amazon review, so that my book will be taken seriously.)

Different subject: I have decided that my choice of future carers is severely limited. I can never be a famous person, a politician, a business woman, a model, or a short person. Why? I absolutely cannot walk in high heels.

I remember the first time I ever walked in heels that were even remotely close to high, aka, about an inch. It was at my Aunt’s wedding, and I was supposed to walk down the aisle and hand people flowers. I had the hardest time walking in those shoes without clomping.

And then there was the time I needed black sunday shoes and I found this totally cute pair of black heels at goodwill that I convinced Mom to buy. But when I wore them to Church I could not for the life of me walk gracefully and all the little boys made fun of me and Heath asked Matt why I was limping.

A few days ago I decided I had to learn to walk in heels. It is a basic life skill. So I’ve been wearing heels around the house and everyone laughs at me and I can’t for the life of me stop clomping so I have given up.

Goodbye dreams of being a famous short political business person model.