As I mentioned, Hubby and I got back from the beach: Ocean City, Maryland, and Rehoboth Beach, Delaware specifically. We used a bus (yeah, transit!) to tool up and down the skinny island.
But it was a bit like I was being followed.
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25 September 2006 at 10:17 pm
Yow, at least this tells me what yellow crocks are!
(uh, doesnt it? )
I am clueless to fashion -
although I do own river shoes and crockers.
25 September 2006 at 10:39 pm
PeaceBang would say there’s nothing connecting Crocs and fashion. They’re plastic clogs, for the record. See crocs.com.
A diner at Denny’s (vacation food, you see) asked if I was a nurse. Something about big yellow shoes lets total strangers ask about them.