Just a bit of a soul cleansing whinge.

We all love a good whinge. It’s irritating to the one’s we’re whinging to, but yet somehow soul cleansing at the same time.

At the ripe old age of 26 I think I’m having somewhat of a quarter life crisis. I’m turning into a cranky old woman (not everyday!) and there’s some things that frankly, I’m just over.

Hoons. You’re not cool when you do donuts outside our house at 3am in the morning. You’re not cool driving up and down the street as fast as you can, and you know what you’re not freaking cool for having a ‘cool car’.

So drive like a normal person, QUIETLY and have some god dam respect.

People that DON’T LISTEN. Yes this is an oldie but a goodie. And I’d also like to elaborate on this and include people that don’t read what you write to them and then ask stoopid questions. It really is just a big fat waste of time. And something that could be easily avoided if people just well a) listened and b) took the time to read what you wrote to them. Sounds simply doesn’t it. Clearly only in theory! And I’d like to dedicate this point to Cate Bolt who is clearly having a horrible time with people who just won’t bloody listen. And frankly it just sucks. Please read about it HERE.

Having to DO my hair everyday. I really go through phases with this, and I’ve talked about before how I really should get up a bit earlier to straighten my hair. After I wrote about that actually, I got an email from my Big Bro who informed me that he wasn’t happy that I wasn’t embracing my curls!

Now that the summer weather has set in (well hopefully anyway) it’s just too bloody hot to stand under a blow-dryer and then stand there with the straightener every morning. And let’s face it, by then time you’ve dried your hair, the underneath is all wet again from sweating your butt off trying to dry it. Great visual ha! Anyway, so let’s just say apart from super special occasions when I fell the need to straighten my hair, in which case the air-con will be CRANKING, I’ll be embracing the curls!

Shoes that hurt my feet. I love shoes. I really do. I love pink shoes, purple shoes, green one’s, red one’s, blue one’s, sparkly one’s and have about 58 pairs at home all sitting there begging me to wear them. But ya know what, I’m totally over having sore feet! I have those crap kinda feet where it doesn’t take much for them to get sore, and if it’s hot they get a bit puffy. Nice ha!

So for the most part now I’ll be wearing my trusty flats to work and the pluggers on the weekends. Oh how Melissa Hoyer would shudder! (You can read about that on Mummy Mayhem HERE). Or if anyone knows of a surgery I can have, that would be fantastic!

Waking up tired. Seriously god help me when we have a baby. I was born tired. I’m always tired. Didn’t help having glandular fever as a teenager. I swear I was a puppy or a kitten in a past life and just slept all day!

Anyway, I hate the feeling of waking up tired. Yes you could say I’m over it! I have a feeling maybe some exercise might help, but if you knew me, you’d know what a long shot that’s gunna be! Having said that though some afternoon walks with the pooch can’t hurt and maybe that 2 litre of water a day that everyone bangs on about!

Well I don’t know about you, but my soul has certainly been slightly cleansed from that little whinge! Now it’s your turn! What’s bugging you this week? Whinge away!

My LBS adventure.

No I haven’t invented a new acronym for a set of swear words, merely developed the LBD – Little Black Dress into the LBS – Little Black Shoe.

I have been on a mission now for quite some time to find the ever elusive super comfy perfect pair of flat black shoes. Honestly, you’d think I’d asked the Universe to help me find the world’s largest pink diamond; it’s been THAT bloody hard.

And so my story starts a while back when I found a pair of SuperSoft black patent slip on’s, on sale from $110 down to $40. Woohoo I jumped with joy! On the inside of course, I didn’t want to embarrass myself in public. Slipped them on and sheer relief that 1) I had found some nice comfy FLAT black shoes and 2) yippee they were on sale.

Then. Then I got them home and wore them, or more importantly walked in them and Oh My (insert swear word here) God. They killed my feet, like words can’t even describe. While the patent look was oh so cute, they were also oh so hard on the back of my ankles and gave me some great oh so BIG blisters. I was sad, pissed off, and deflated. Why was it so hard to find a comfy pair of shoes? Ugh. I tried many things so as not to give up too quickly on my patents. I put on a pair of my hubby’s thick socks and wore the shoes around the house to try and ‘break’ them in. A great look, when accompanied by a pair of trackie pants.

Will common sense kill the fashion shoe?

Well lets hope not!

I’ve always known that most fashion shoes are bad for your feet. You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to work that out. But I was slightly disheartened when I found this article on ninemsn.com.au today.

Apparently even thongs aren’t that great. Well actually I probably already knew that, I mean they don’t really offer any support. But damn it they’re comfy!

Here’s what you didn’t want to know about all your beautiful shoes!

“Posh Spice totters on sky-high heels, beset by painful bunions and bemoaning her “granny feet”. Sarah Jessica Parker tore tendons in her foot after a sprint in her trademark stilettos. But stilettos shouldn’t cop all the blame – wedges, platforms, thongs and even ballet flats can leave you with unhappy feet.