Yesterday was the best Valentine's Day EVER! No, I didn't have a special someone to spend it with (other than my family), but it still ruled!
After I got out of class at 11:00 AM, my dad and I went driving around because neither of us felt like going home. We cruised into a junkyard (yes, a junkyard) to browse around and see if we could spot some cool cars or travel trailers. I'd never navigated such cluttered, unpredictable terrain before, so, while dad knew exactly where to step to avoid any accidents, I landed both of my feet smack dab in the middle of the deepest, muckiest mud puddle I've ever seen. I was ankle deep in mud and couldn't get out. I literally fell over, right into the puddle, and lay there for several seconds, bewildered and horrified.
My black shoes were now a blotchy taupe color, and thoroughly ruined. I had to go into the Salvation Army to buy some new shoes. I found a butt-ugly pair of tannish leather casual shoes, very 70's looking, with red stripes. They looked like outdated bowling shoes, but I was amazed at how comfortable they were. Being the person that I am, dressing first for comfort with style as a close second, I decided to buy 'em. While we were there, dad found this jaw-droppingly amazing silver sharkskin suit. It looked like something that came straight off the set of GoodFellas, and, quite to my surprise, it fit me almost perfectly (except for the sleeves). Of course I had to have it!
So now, I've got a comfortable pair of horrendous looking shoes, and a brand-new sharkskin mobster suit in my closet, waiting to be altered. All because of a trip to the junkyard! Yes, it was definitely a Valentine's Day to remember. Or should I say "Valentimes" Day, as that seems to be the way our local radio DJ's pronounce it? But then that's a whole other story.
