Shopping in Happy Feet

For the first time in 4 months, AC headed out grocery shopping. I could have gone at any time and been safe, but with pickup available, I decided in January that it was prudent to avail myself of the service. Pickup plus Shauna shopping for additional or fresh items has worked sufficiently.

But I have been vaccinated with a single dose for almost 4 weeks, and that gives me very good protection. Besides, the grocery store is pretty safe anyway. I haven't heard of one local case related to grocery stores.

For one thing, it was nice to get out, and for another thing, it was even nicer to pick out my own stuff. What a treat to be able to browse the bakery section and choose whatever bread or buns that appealed right then and there. And then there is the extra goodies that catches one's eye, such as those old-fashioned donuts.

I still plan to use pickup for some items for awhile, but this should allow us to rely on Shauna a little less. For the time being, I plan to limit myself my grocery peregrinations to the produce and bakery sections and will continue to purchase other items through pickup. At least that is the immediate plan.

The very best thing of all, however, was going off my new shoes. They're orange. When one is old, you don't give a fig about what the other boys may think. This is me not giving a fig.

The angle makes my head look huge: a result of holding the camera at eye-level and pointing down to get the feet in the frame. Lowering the camera to closer to waist height would have helped. You can also see the difference in light temperature between indoor lighting on the left and the more daytime temperature on the right, from light coming in through yonder bedroom window.

Even the soles and laces are flashy. Does Lacey approve, do you think?

There goes Anvilcloud on his way to the grocery store with his happy feet.

I guess it is somewhat ironic for a limping oldster to be wearing hot runners, but to repeat, I don't give a fig.