Dedicated to Jan

I forgot why I don't go shoe shopping with James. Now I remember.

Friday, he stopped at Fred Meyer on the way home; he came home empty handed.

Saturday, he went shoe shopping on his own for 2 1/2 hours; he came home empty handed.

Sunday we went to the outlet mall and shopped for another 2 hours; and came home without any shoes. (I can't say we came home empty handed, I just HAD to buy something at the Banana Republic outlet - I love that store!)

Monday, after a yummy dinner at California Pizza Kitchen, James went out shopping again, this time taking Gibson with him. He didn't come home empty handed. He finally found a pair of shoes that he wanted. He bought them at one of the stores he had originally gone to on Saturday.

Jan, I'm sure you sympathize.