What a weird Saturday

Hi there friends! Yesterday was a pretty good family funday. We decided to go to the grandparents and have lunch. But before all of that fun and merriment we stopped at the Russell Stover Chocolate factory store and warehouse.

Shut up and take my money

Shut up and take my money

There was some pretty decent things there. Like some caramel apples that needed attention from my stomach.

However I was good and left them alone. They wouldn’t do well in a car while we were visiting the family, and I don’t wanna share.



Now for me Russell Stover chocolates can be a hit or miss. Like those pretty heart boxes, for instance. They look good but you are seriously playing Russian Roulette with them. Is this a caramel or is it the toothpaste chocolate…yep toothpaste. Or the “What the hell is this one, I’m going to take a bite out of it and see to find out it is really gross.”

Goodtimes. Personally, I will take just a marshmallow chocolate from there and go.

mmmmm marshmallow.

Then the weird. I was standing in line with arms full of chocolate.(Not kidding here). When looking around, I saw a family of three walking around. They were looking my way, then out of no where the dad said when I saw them staring. Said “You’re boots are sooo bad!” Um…OK. The lady with him grabbed him and yanked him out of the store in a “OMG” laughing moment. And the tween looked a tad embarrassed.

Why does this matter? All I could was laugh, and laugh I did. I had no idea what to think or say. Do you just say gee..thanks, I think? And move on with life? Seriously, strangest thing ever. ย Were my boots bad as in “Oh my god, Becky look at her boots”


The boots in question.

Or was it they were bad as in BA, bad?



Then let us get to the lunch.Pretty much normal there. But, when my hubby shows that I am a blogger. Oh, the 20 questions begin.

What do you blog about? Fashion, technology, lifestyle,being a mom, and nerdy stuff.

What kind of fashion? I uh..blog about my own I guess. How I dress day to day? Uh normal people stuff?

Do people actually respond? Uh yeah they do. It is pretty cool interacting with readers and other bloggers.

(This is how I was actually answering them.)

I was having such a hard time with most of the things being asked. Such a hard time answering questions. And it should not be difficult to answer. I normally keep stuff quiet about blogging. Some of the family gets it and the rest do not. ย But, I had a hard time answering the questions. A genuinely hard time. I have never really had to think about it. And maybe I should.

I came away from yesterday with a new perspective and some shoe thoughts. I also came away with a ton of chocolates and food. Grandmas.



  • Molly January 11, 2015 at 5:41 PM

    I’m sorry you felt uncomfortable with the attention and questions. ๐Ÿ™ I, and I’m sure many others, do enjoy your updates. Your personal touches are what makes it special. When my family starts grilling me with Q’s and I feel like I’m being pressured, I stop and I ask them “Are you asking all these questions because you’re really curious or are you being judgmental of me?” I say it calmly and sort of matter-of-factly. Usually this makes them stop and really think about their tone. The questions either stop or they slow down and show they are curious in a good way.

    I don’t think there is anything wrong with those boots! My first thought was that they look so clean and beautiful. You must treat the leather an hour each week. ๐Ÿ˜‰ From what I see from the picture, your jeans look good. I don’t know what type of shirt you were wearing to complete the outfit. Maybe hubby was wishing his wifey would rock the boots like you do. Maybe his comment was directed more at her than you. Sometimes people are jerks. They don’t mean to be – they think they’re being cute – but they really are jerks. I wouldn’t think anything of it. You’re a beautiful person and you’ve got such great style.

    btw – if you like Russell Stovers, try Fannie May. http://www.fanniemay.com
    You’ll never go back to RS once you try them. Trust me!

    Sorry for hijacking your blog. I do that sometimes. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    • Stephanie January 11, 2015 at 7:03 PM

      Thanks and it is more than ok to hijack the blog. ๐Ÿ™‚ I guess I just was not prepared to answer their questions. I think they were curious. But, I was totally a deer in headlights. HAHAHA. Definitely an eye opener, but not in a bad way. I kind of just laughed at the way I was approached about the boots. I figured smiling and giggling was the best way to handle it. it is funny. The boots are awesome and comfortable, I do take care of them well. The great thing about fake leather is sometimes it does not require as much attention as real leather. I walked around in mud with those things and they wiped off clean with a simple Pampers Baby wipe.
      I have heard about fannie may. But haven’t tried them yet, I will have to give them a try once I run out of all the chocolates I got from the candy store and grandma.Those grandmothers they love to spoil ya. And thank you so much for your kind words!!! ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Molly January 11, 2015 at 9:02 PM

    I think you handled the situation the right way when it happened. Laughing it off is really the only thing you can do at the time. I just hope you don’t let it effect you any further. Your blog and your style is fun and inspirational. Continue to enjoy it and be yourself. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Your boots reminded me of a pair I have that are similar. I’ve always wanted to wear it with a skirt like a lot of other women I’ve seen, but it never really works out for me. Maybe I just don’t have the legs for it. ๐Ÿ™

    • Stephanie January 12, 2015 at 7:20 AM

      Thanks! ๐Ÿ™‚ I think so too ๐Ÿ™‚ I have been wanting to wear them with a pencil skirt I have. But I haven’t yet. ๐Ÿ™‚ I say go for it!!

    • Stephanie January 13, 2015 at 5:25 PM

      Oh and I just remembered something for leather care. There is something called saddle soap. It is for leather and saddles. My mother in law swears by it.


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