My Little Phelpers

“I-don’t-need-my-dad,-I-don’t-need-a-job,-I’ve-got-great-boots, boots.”  That is one of my favorite quotes from “Friends.”

One of my other favorite quotes: “Too far, Amy. Too far.”

But my favorite Friends quotes are not the point of this post. The real point of this post is that I want these boots:

Great Boots

… and they are on sale at www.alloy.com. They are 4.5 inch heel with a .5 inch plat form and I think they are kind of wonderful.  The thing that makes me sad though, is that I know I should not/can’t buy them.

Not because I don’t have the money

Not because I already have a pair of boots (when is that a reason not to buy shoes though)

Not because I’m trying to save money

Not because Bryan said no

Not because my card is lost

But because a few Sundays ago, I wore my amazing blue shoes that have a very tall heel (I don’t think they are quite 4.5 inch, but they are pretty high) and with my ever increasing belly, lack of normal balance and change in my center of gravity, I realized that my tall heeled shoes may have been a most beautiful mistake.

So I guess for now, I’ll avoid beautiful mistakes like these boots (at least until May or I learn to walk at a normal pace with my new center of gravity).

Saturday morning, my sisters, mom and I decided to try out for Deal or No Deal. We learned from KSL channel 5 News that Deal or No Deal was doing a casting here in Salt Lake City at the RC Willey on 2100 S. And I was going. We all decided on our good reason for going and the story that we could tell Howie, filled out the 11 page try-out form and were on our way. All wearing green (green for grass, we decided if we won, we would buy our parents grass for their backyard. They have lived in the house for 9 years and due to my dad losing his job they have never been able to put grass in the backyard. They have dirt).

We took Trax up to 2100 S and walked the rest of the way. We had no idea what we were in for. On Trax, you can see the RC Willey right before the 2100 S stop. We looked out the window and masses and masses of people filled the RC Willey parking lot. I don’t think I’ve seen that many people in one place beside Disneyland. We thought, this is crazy, but we didn’t know half of it. So we walked from the Trax station to the RC Willey, looking for the end of the line. And we kept walking, and kept walking, and kept walking. Then we left the RC Willey area, went down the street, down another street, down another street and finally found the end. This picture is a Google map of the area. The pink area is where all the people were. It was pretty insane. But we thought, “Well, it’s a once in a lifetime thing. Let’s do it.” Then after we waited in the sun for a little bit, we though, “well maybe we should see how long it will take us to get to the end of that corner.” And we started making friends with the people in line. We were right in front of a cute pregnant woman and her mom. They were pretty funny and really entertaining to talk to. Once we got to the end of the street, we thought, “well, we’ll go to the next end.” Then someone walking by told us they had been there since 6 in the morning (it was 11 a.m.). 5 hours?! No way. Then someone told us it was probably a 12 hour wait. Now we were seriously questioning our decision. 12 hours? Then an official looking person came around and told us they only had 5 spots left. Odds were not good. So after much chatting among ourselves…after only one hour of waiting and only moving 1/4 mile, we decided the best thing we could do at this point is get back on Trax and go buy shoes.

So we did: Although we didn’t make it on Deal or No Deal, we had a great time as girls, came home with cute cute shoes, got a little bit of sun (well Rachel was more than a little bit — she was pretty burned) and now we can say, “We almost tried out for Deal or No Deal.

It was quite an excellent day. If you want to find out more about the audition check out KSL.