Watershed Feet

Where will my feet... take me today? Frannie's Feet, PBS Kids early morning

Art Bell on his late night Coast to Coast radio show called it
The Quickening, a sense of something Big coming soon; not necessarily bad or good. It all depends on how you look at it....Is a blackhole's event horizon good or bad? Is the glass half empty or half full? Is it Global warming or Little Ice Age?

Maybe it's the dreaded E word. Brings out the crazies and handwringers.. in everyone; and in every dinner conversation. Speaking of The Troubles....we're in loan mod....at least we *hope* we are;and not just another couple of saps who fell for the ol' Help for Homeowners line....We are 1/2 way through a 90 day process where we'll learn one way or the other. Either we pay a few more hundred, unaffordable dollars a month for a 30 year fixed peace of mind, OR, we will be at the mercy of the bastards at CountryOpenWide every 6 months up to a 13% ceiling. Hoping this f'ing E blows over, blows up, calms down. Hoping they'll allow us to Re-Fi when common sense and the Dow regains its footing.

Divining rods. Speaking of...My feet are psychic, isn't that a hoot. I always thought that I was, but I'm no Madame Cleo. It's my feet. First it was my Left; during the time I lived with my 92 year old grandfather who stood on the event horizon without fear. Now it's the Right and my...sigh, Bunion. Wikipedia says A bunion is a structural deformity of the bones and the joint between the foot and big toe, and may be painful. A bunion is an enlargement of bone or tissue around the joint at the base of the big toe (metatarsophalangeal joint). The big toe may turn in toward the second toe (angulation), and the tissues surrounding the joint may be swollen and tender. I can't wear anything but my starter chick's prom sandles and those fancy 1-rhinestone getups you've seen in my earlier posts. Tender yes, painful you bet.

But feet, don't fail me now. You're telling me; I'm telling you.. something is happening. No, not just Swine Flu, Earthquakes, Arlen Specter hopping the aisle. (What the hell was THAT?!) Anyhoo, these are just signs; but not the end all.... Maybe all will be known; beyond the point of no return, past the event horizon.. on or about 3pm May 13. That's when I will have the protrusion removed. The boney-pokey, always present pain will be traded for a few days of hazy dull, aching, hurry up-and-change-the dressing..pain. Then, in just 4-6 weeks (2 weeks no weight bearing) I can finally put these Sylvia Brownes up and give 'em a rest. Maybe the Economy will turn; letting me sport my first Jimmy Choos, Manolo Blahniks...{Robert} if you are reading this...I would love at least some nice Stuart Weitzmans. But there's always a price.

The Shining. All in the family: Big Toe Turning.
Where will Sofia's feet take her today? HER appointment for her soothsaying feet is May 5th. (You see, she has the in-toeing). Yes, I think it's more pronounced in her Left foot; No, Gramma says, she sees it more on her Right. And So It Goes.