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Sue's Shoes

I love love shoes.  It all started because of the pink bunny shoes.  And my pink thing must trace it's origin there too.  I had (Mom still has) the most adorable newborn bunny shoes ever.  They have little bunny ears and they are pink.  What more is needed!?!

I have spent more on shoes than is right and moral, but I'm not a Jimmy Chu or Manolo Blahnik crazy person.  I simply do not earn enough.  But still, I like shoes. 

This morning Pumpkin (also known as Craig or Hubby) suggested that I would have a better perspective on my day if I chose a more comfortable pair of shoes.  Since P-kin's new Canon fancy digital camera has not left his right hand since it arrived, I can't show you my outfit today.  Let me describe that I am had to toe red.  Starting with my rosy, red complexion, my top is covered in a hot red silk twin set.  It's a fine knit tank covered by a three-quarter sleeve cardigan that has only a hook closure at the neck.  My skirt is a A-line silk shantung, eight panel creation that skims my knees.  It's woven red with white.  And yes, I know exactly why I do not write for Vogue or W. 

Now image that outfit with orthopedic shoes?

Yuck!

My shoes are two-inch, kitten-heeled pointy, red suede mules.  Now, what better attitude could I have when I look so terribly color-coordinated?

What Has Sue Been Up To?

She's been eating foods that are way too bad for someone with a family history (both sides) of diabetes.  She's not been exercising, though she can see her work sneakers out of the corner of her eye when she's at the computer.  She's been feeling stressed.  She's been tired.  All in all, Sue would like a do-over on the week just past.

Sue would like to start again on Saturday, April 2.  She'd wake up extra early, get lots done at home, then really enjoy aqua aerobics.  She'd spend a very nice afternoon with her mom and no one would have died.  There would have been no dry pizza for breakfast/lunch.  Sunday would be a fun day, spent with Craig and Rosey, maybe in the garden.  Monday would be a wake up early and face-the-new-day-kind-of day. 

Oh woe is Sue.  It's Monday again and she's still at work, taking a little break, but wondering why is life so hard.  If we know what is important (family, love and happiness) then why is there so much unhappiness and misery in the world.  And why does life have to be so gosh darned hard?!?

Rita Lazarin

Rita Lazarin died on Friday, April 1.  She was 58 years, 5 months, and 21 days old.  She doesn't have any streets or park benches named after her.  In fact, she actually did jail time.  Now that I write this and think about government, these two facts are not mutually exclusive.  Any way, she's no longer with us.

Rita was one of eight children born to lower middle class California immigrants.  She earned her living as a nurse until she fell in with a bad crowd.  There were drugs, alcohol and too much partying.  All of those things resulted in an early death from the complications of diabetes. 

Rita was also the warmest, friendliest, most giving aunt I had.  And I have and had a lot of aunts as both Mom and Dad have 7 siblings apiece.  My sister and I used to tease each other, saying "hurry up and have a kid, so I can be an aunt."  Rita never had children of her own.  She helped raise all of us, my cousins and me.  She was especially close to my sister, until the drugs and everything.  That was a bad time.  I know Rita was sorry but there was nothing that she could do.  The damage had been done, not just with my sister but with my grandmother, my other aunts and her other nieces and nephews.

On Thursday, Rita will be remembered.  She will then be cremated and placed on a mantle next to her sister, my Aunt Gloria.  I didn't have a blog when Gloria died, and I will share her story later.  It's sad too.  But just the idea that you and I are thinking about Rita and Gloria is a good thing.  I wish there were here to read about themselves.