SHOES! SHOES! SHOES!

Lucky you, you have caught me on a very temperamental day because of the talk of snow. Due to nature...grrr, this blog will be an experience for you I am sure since today, I could throw a lot of honesty out there and I think I will. SO.....Let me tell you about my shoes :)
This would be a great time for anyone I have ever dated to exit the blog!
                        ~and I am sure since I said that, you're going no where!~
"My shoes" are not your regular shoes. My shoes are actually found in the dictionary, they have a meaning to them! I wear a lot of different shoes and almost every day they have a heel :)  I like boots, stilettos, moccasins, flats, slippers, running shoes......oh I just love shoes! Oh Wait....I just said it didn't I?....."running shoes." This is the meaning/definition behind all of my shoes, any one pair of my shoes, they all have the same definition! '''''V's Shoes- (adjective) to run.....away, Very. Far. Away. Very. Fast.'''''
Now this is something my girlfriends and I joke about a lot. A lot, A lot actually. Have you ever seen the movie 'Runaway Bride' or 'How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days'? I suppose these movies could be used to best describes me. I am a perfect combination of the 2 movies! And, hey.....if I could be Julia Roberts or Kate Hudson or have Richard Gere or Matthew McConaughey I may be different but I am not and I do not.
My problem I believe stems from a divorce (such and ugly word) but this is where it comes from um....maybe a few other things as well like bad friends, liars, cheaters, and thieves, but either way this is not to intended to be used as ~V's~ on the couch speaking to my followers asking for counseling but, rather a comical share of my life.
You see, as I start a relationship, it's the honeymoon phase I love so much! I am wearing my heels everyday not running, I got a fresh new bounce in my step, always smiling, texting, talking on the phone all night long, ya know fun stuff! The newness of everything, the learning new things about someone else and getting those marvelous feelings and questions like I wonder how my family will like him? Will my friends dig him? In my case, would my kids think he is cool or will they throw water balloons at him when they meet him and tell me he's stupid and ugly and blah blah blah yada yada yada? Could he really be the one???" OK! SHUT THE FRONT DOOR!!! BAMM!!! THERE IT IS......THAT IS WHERE IT ENDED FOR ME!!! The one, bahahahahahahaha oh yeah that is some funny shit stuff right there! If you are gonna use that terminology with me, you may as well have just tied my laces up tight for me! DONE! At this point, I have turned into Kate Hudson and am figuring out how to lose a guy in 10 days by talking myself out of it.....through my friends. I will say, "this wont work because, I don't think I like the octave of his voice or, he lives to far away or, I think one ear is bigger than the other or, he drives a chevy", etc. nothing that should really matter at all but you name it, my friends have heard it! And their response is always the same ~V~ has put her running shoes on again! Who's turn was it to hide them? :'( And the problem really is I "THINK" I want to get married and spend everyday with my best friend but I cant! You just freaked me the freak out with that "one" word I am halfway to Texas by now. I remember growing up and someone would be drinking a Mt. Dew (for instance) and they would say "I love Mt. Dew" and someone else would say "well then why don't you marry it?" Why can't it be that easy? Why do the shoes come on and take me running?

I think there is an old saying that goes something like Onions, onions are like people or people are like layers, you have to peel them to get to the inside...wait, no no....that's not the saying I am looking for! Maybe its, everyone is gonna hurt you, you just have to figure out the ones worth going through the pain for.......I lost my thought.....but essentially, what I am trying to say is that, I just have to meet the guy that is willing to burn every pair of shoes in a size 7 1/2 or 8 and at that very moment I will have realized I met the excuse me while i throw up "one" Until then I will just continue accepting the fact that I grew up with brothers and think like a man! hehe ;)

I must say, I was really scared to post this blog so let me end by saying; My blogs are for entertainment AND in the name of New Years Resolutions, I have vowed to put my shoes in a safe and give my friends the combination so now only they can get them out when I need to run! Good thing I bought the bullet proof kind of safe.....just in case ;)

Miss~V~

Live your life like someone left the gate open!