tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013411597134189777.post5981746435083438497..comments2023-10-26T06:05:41.055-07:00Comments on The Sock Bin: The thing about their feetJewelto10http://www.blogger.com/profile/06848637038796619438noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013411597134189777.post-14005228939465804582011-01-04T12:14:55.473-08:002011-01-04T12:14:55.473-08:00I sprained one of the bones in my feet jumping off...I sprained one of the bones in my feet jumping off the trampoline with Glen and the podiatrist gave me an earful about never wearing shoes. He said I will make my arches fall. But I think I have nice arches and he only convinced me to wear them a little more often, but only a little. I hate shoes and socks. I like bare feet. It probably comes from running around barefoot so much as a child. But a pumice stone and some good lotion are my best friend in the summer so me feet don't crack.<br />So you did want every one to tell you about their feet after this post, right? :DRuthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01471994531507245799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5013411597134189777.post-62538158447063982682011-01-04T08:23:04.278-08:002011-01-04T08:23:04.278-08:00I'm not much of a shoe person either. In summe...I'm not much of a shoe person either. In summer I usually leave my feet bare but winter it's softie socks and nice slippers. All. The. Time. I have learned though, after a nice visit to a spa for a pedicure and getting a sweet lecture from a French pedicurist, to love a pumice stone after a hot shower. No cracky heals on me any more. Nice soft feet.teeniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02842326664253664378noreply@blogger.com