Croc Around The Clock

A lot of campers (people who camp, not the equipment used to camp) have a dedicated pair of “shower shoes.” Shower shoes are the ones you wear to and from the bath house; they’re easy to slip on and off and dry quickly if they get wet. Heck, if you don’t want to stand on a possibly sketchy shared shower floor, you can even wear your shower shoes while you shower.

I have been using a pair of flip flops as my shower shoes for several years. They’re… adequate. Honestly, I don’t like flip flops. Never have. I hate the thong between my toes and if the path between the camp site and the bath house isn’t paved, flip flops live up to their name by flipping dirt and debris onto my clean feet. Ugh. I tried using a pair of hiking sandals but those suckers take forever to dry when they get wet. However, I had an epiphany during our road trip last fall. Crocs! Crocs would make the perfect shower shoes. (Many thanks to the unknown person whose Crocs were peeking out of their shower stall at the Vernal, Utah KOA.)

I have never owned Crocs. Let’s face it, they aren’t exactly things of beauty, but they get rave reviews from a lot of people – especially medical professionals. I’m hardly a clothes/shoe snob, so Crocs it is. I also knew the perfect pair to buy. Last year, I got an excited text from my daughter-in-law: “Did you know that they’re making Lisa Frank Crocs?” I did not, but, they are adorable (as are all things Lisa Frank) and I surprised my daughter-in-law with a pair for her birthday. Now, I had the perfect excuse to get a pair of my own!

Ta da!

My Crocs arrived in late October and have been languishing in my closet ever since. (I know, I know. I need to go ahead and put them in the camper so I’ll have them for our next trip.) However, since they are still easily accessible, I’ve been getting some use out of them while I’m recovering from my sprained ankle; they provide arch support and are easy to slide off and on, therefore not hurting my poor foot. I wore them to the doctor’s office last week when I went in for x-rays and all of the nurses loved them! I’m looking forward to adding a splash of happy to our travels with these shoes.

So, Crocs. Yes or no?

Large Headed Ladies

I think the time has come for a new song in the vein of Queen’s classic, Fat Bottomed Girls. The new song should be titled Large Headed Ladies and I volunteer to star in the music video. I look in the mirror and I see a normal, average human being. However, looks can be deceiving and I’m apparently a living chibi or Funko Pop. (Both are characters with large heads.) I generally don’t wear hats for the simple reason that most don’t fit. One size fits all? Ha! Not hardly. Between a large head and extremely thick hair, most “one size” hats just perch precariously on top of my head.

During our visit to Wall Drug, we found a western wear store that sold hats that came in (gasp!) actual sizes. Since that day, I have been the proud owner of a genuine Stetson cowboy hat.

Yee haw!

When I started my part-time job, I needed a sun hat. It took two attempts to find the one pictured in the linked post. I bought the first hat based on a Facebook ad with reviews which mentioned the hat fitting larger heads. Ha! It was so small I gave it to my nine year old grandson. Fortunately, the next hat was a success. Not only does it fit, but the vivid orange makes me easy to find when I’m working out in the orchards.

The most recent hurdle has been trying to find a bicycle helmet. Several months ago, Kenn purchased collapsible bikes for us to take with us when we camp. Sadly, we have yet to use them. We decided a few weeks ago to remedy that situation but that meant finding helmets. Of course it was a cinch for Kenn but for me, not so much. I carefully measured my head and made sure to purchase an appropriately sized helmet. Guess what? It didn’t fit. 🤦‍♀️ So, it was back to the drawing board. Thank goodness for LtMacDaddy and his amazing Amazon review. I purchased the same helmet and he is correct; the helmet also fits my fat head!

Success!

It’s a shame that adults don’t get to wear sparkly multi-colored helmets like kids do. (I’d wear a unicorn helmet in a heartbeat.) While the red is nice, it’s boring. I may apply a coat of my Lisa Frank nail polish to give it a little sparkle. Another downside to owning a red and black helmet as a resident of the state of Georgia is that it will be assumed to have been chosen in support of the University of Georgia Bulldogs. Spoiler alert: it was not and I am not a Bulldogs (or any other team) fan.

So, are you a member of the Large Head Club? If not, what is it like to be able to purchase hats off the rack (so to speak)?