Just Don't Call Me "Grace"

As a girl, my closet is pretty packed with shoes. Unfortunately, however, most of them do not qualify as service shoes; aka: they either aren't dressy or aren't comfortable enough for walking all day. I realize this is my fault, but it is hard to find cute comfortable shoes! Anyways, I have a pair of tan wedges that are actually quite comfy, but they're a good 3-4 inches high, which tends to make walking slightly tricky. Practically every time I break down and wear them, I stumble; nothing major, just a little off balance. They're my only comfortable shoes in the brown family, though, so I always go back...today, however, was on a whole new level. Emilie and I had just finished the last house on the street we were doing. As we started walking back to the car, I must have stepped on something and I could feel myself lose balance. I grabbed her shoulder, but that just seemed to send me forward. I ended up just going down all the way and kinda rolling over...my skirt was flying and I was so glad no one had come to the door of that house. I was also glad Billy and Cody were around the corner. I just sat there for like 10 seconds laughing at myself...I almost wish I had it on tape 'cus I know it looked hilarious. I skinned up my knee and elbow, and my shoe looks somewhat messed up, but other than that, I only cried because I was laughing so hard...what a day.