'm tempted to write "Wish me luck!" Though by the time you read this, the moment for sending positive thoughts will probably have passed. I've got a free lance job opportunity Friday morning that is out of the ordinary. Not in a Breaking Bad kind of way. It is, in fact, a project that uses my skills in a way that I'm not accustomed to. I'll be creating a radio program about investing for a financial management firm. The topic is not in my wheelhouse, but the skillset is all mine. Happily, it pays well. Yet I can't help feeling a bit of healthy anxiety as I contemplate pulling it off successfully. I guess I'm saying that it's not a slam dunk (if you'll pardon me using an analogy from the world of sports—basketball, right?). Because it's a gig that will take me beyond my comfort zone, I got my good friend, Bob, the clogvert, involved. He's certainly been a major asset in charting a course toward a successful broadcast, and I'm sure that we'll be able to score our goal just fine (hockey, right?). But sitting here the night before, I can't help but wish I could sleep in.
Interestingly, on Thursday night, both Bob, the clogvert, and I were putting a different set of skills to good use. Had you taken a table at Will's Northwoods Inn in Chicago, you would have found the two of us onstage providing musical support behind a singer friend. With Bob on harmonica and myself on 5-string bass, I couldn't help but smile. In just over 12 hours, the two of us would be fretting over interview guests and keeping the content on track. But here we were in an entirely different setting having a ball. What can I say? I try not to live a life that's too ordinary. Some days I'm a bit surprised by how successful I've been. Especially when I get to do it all with such fun shoes on my feet!
First, a quick word of appreciation to regular reader Matt who steered me toward a size 11 pair of clogs he'd noticed on eBay. It's the flat soled style pictured in the illustration at the top of my blog. I first became aware of the shoe under the MIA brand name, but later discovered that Sears sold it under their Canyon River Blues brand name. I snapped up a burgundy pair in my size a couple years back, but I've been on the look out for other colors ever since. Thank you, Matt, for steering me to this auction you'd decided to pass on.
As a matter of fact, I wore my burgundy pair the other day and featured them in the On My Feet As I Blog section...while expressing a wish to find another pair in another color. I had already put my bid in the queue on eSnipe when another regular reader, Debby, wrote to tell me about this very same listing. Now that I've won this auction, let me thank you both for looking out for me and my collection. And Debby, good luck with that pair of clogs you're hoping to win!
Also this week, I received a thoughtful message from recent ECHID convert, Grace, who contacted me this past week with a delightful story to tell.
Well, yes, indeed I have. And so, I believe, have your fellow ECHID readers. What's more, with any luck, one of them will be able to recommend a solution for the damanged heel on JH's clog.
Thanks for writing in!
And just for the record, the other pair of clog that JH picked up is the Johansson clog from Troentorp in black cherry.
[On my feet as I blog: I've lost a bit of weight recently and that's meant that all sorts of outfits I thought I'd have to give up for good are now available to return to my rotation. Including this rather bold pair of snakeskin print jeans from over a decade ago. They seemed like just the thing to wear to my performance. Though since lugging a bass amp was part of the evening's activities, I felt the need to wear a pair of clogs that wouldn't hinder that task. So I brought another old favorite out of mothballs: my beloved Storytime clog booties from BC Footwear!]