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| The North Face Base Camp Lite Flip-Flop Women's |
I go back to school Monday. I was totally pumped until bath
time tonight. That’s when it hit me: my flip flop tan lines were going to
swiftly deteriorate. By the first day for learners in late August, they’ll be
only a fond, faint memory.
I stopped my bathtub reading – tonight’s gem: Culturally Responsive Teaching & The
Brain. I didn’t even read the text messages that were dinging in my right
ear. I studied them looking closely at the differences in skin tones. Was one
darker than the other? How long would they really last? My mind was frantic
with visions of how I could keep them just a bit longer.
Momentarily, in what many may call a brief bout of insanity,
I considered wearing them to work. I could go outside every chance I had to
maintain the lines even briefly. Of course, since I have a strict no flip-flop
policy, that could potentially create chaos for the staff. (Yes, even I have a
few non-negotiables: If it looks like a flip-flop, flips or flops when you
walk, then it’s a flip-flop. It does not matter how much it cost. It does not
matter how many rhinestones it supports. If it flips or flops, it’s a big fat
no. For the record, I have the same response to “leggins” and overalls: No.) I momentarily
went so far as to consider offering to do recess duty so I could wear them
outside. No one wants to brave the 100+ degrees Texas temperatures in August
and September. The teachers would love me! Of course, we can’t go outside when
it’s that hot so I’d be stuck inside trying to do a Go Noodle dance or something
in my flip-flops, and I’d probably turn an ankle. Once again, that’s a no.
I’m losing it. They really will be gone soon. Heck, I’m a
ginger; I’m blessed to have them in the first place.
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| So, I have learned a LOT tonight. 1. My feet are not photogenic. 2. It's still hot outside, even at midnight. 3. This probably isn't even interesting. 4. I should be endorsed by The North Face because I LOVE these Flip-Flops! Oh, and 5. I'm not even that tan so this is probably a ridiculous, mute point. |
I really don’t know what to think. I am super excited about
the first day back. (I don’t know why; I’ve been there 3-4 days a week all
summer.) This epiphany has tempered my spirits a tad.
Three days. That’s how long I have to get the best flip flop
tan line ever. Rain is in the forecast.
Saving grace: the kids don’t care. They actually won’t
notice. They’ll be too smothered in hugs and stories of the summer and more
happy hugs; they won’t even see my feet.
Worst-case scenario, I believe I have some spray tan under
the bathroom sink.
Happy First Week Back!
