It's a nice day with temps in the 70's. The outdoors is calling me, so I throw a pair of old sandals into a backpack, strap my rollerblades on, and head outdoors for a little exercise.

As you know from yesterday's post, I had to go to the Paper Source. I don't think they'd allow me to just roll in on my skates, hence the sandals. The story behind these sandals is a semi-interesting one, though. I've had them since high school, and they've been on nearly every summer vacation I've been on - Hawaii, Mexico, Israel, and of course California. Usually whenever a beach is involved I have these things. I don't think they even fit me anymore.

Anyway, I got to the store and pull them out of the backpack. As I'm taking one of my blades off and reaching down for a sandal to put on, I notice a small pile of sand that fell out of one of the cracks of the sandal. It made me very happy, and cemented a small smirk on my face that I still have an hour later.

Today's a good day. :-)