Lesson Learned

Here they are, my beloved Tevas.  Anyone that knows me well knows that I live in these babies all summer.

I also have, well, stinky feet. I can't help that they sweat and start to smell. You'd think that the antimicrobial rubber would help too. Umm, no. So, my Tevas always have a "smell." Yeah, I know--it's gross but I can't help it. 

So, the other day I decided to wash them. I added quite a bit of bleach to the water in my washing machine and threw them in. I then added all my whites, added more bleach into the little dispenser, and let the washer work it's magic. Once the machine was done, I threw everything (including my Tevas) into the dryer. Now, I never even thought about it. I wash sneakers and dry them in the dryer. What's the difference?

Well...... the heat from the dryer warped my Tevas. The toe part is now curling upward and the grooves on the foot part are all raised (you can see it in the picture I took of them above). I can't stand it. I thought that perhaps by walking in them it would mat things down a bit but, you guessed it, no such luck. 

Sunday afternoon Pete and I went to two local sporting good stores. One store doesn't carry Tevas anymore but carries another brand (which I tried on and didn't like at all). The other store (a big box sporting goods store which sucks) only had one type of Tevas for women in size 10 only. Great. So, thanks to the Internet, I was able to search for the exact style and color of the Tevas I wanted. (You can check out what I ended up buying by clicking HERE. I ordered the gingham black pair.) 

Lesson learned. And, of course, it was a lesson learned the hard way. Oh well. At least my new Tevas will be fresh and clean!   :)

Afternoon Cleaning

After deciding it was too late to join my parents and brother at the Manchester, CT car show (Pete had been at work all morning), Pete and I began to wash out our two newly acquired 55 gallon drums.  Why do we have them? Well, unfortunately we're still heating our hot water with oil and Pete's work buddy has some home heating oil that he needs to get rid of (he recently converted to natural gas). After looking for quite some time, Pete found a guy in Bozrah, CT that claimed to have new drums for $40 apiece. After getting them, we quickly realized that they were far from new. Each of them had been previously used for holding printing ink. The ink in the blue drum was dry and peeled out rather easily. After that, Pete power washed it to get out the chunky stuff we missed and any leftover residue. The black drum was a different story. As Pete washed out the blue one, I pulled the black one off our truck. Unfortunately, the tan ink inside was still very liquid and it got on my legs, my shorts, the bed liner in the truck, and on our driveway. My shorts, needless to say, are now ruined. Oh well.

After Pete washed out the blue drum, he power washed my Tevas for me. Yes, they were that bad!!