That Y-shaped Footwear


A post from Cecilia at The Kitchen’s Garden Project reminded me of the ways we refer to those simple shoes held on by your toe. Flip-flops … sure. Thongs … okay. But other countries have their own words. Jandals is one of my favs.  New Zealand gave us that.  Brilliant.  As a Southern Californian, we had Tojos ( say that, “toe hoes” ).  This was a lesser product from Flojos ( say “flow hoes” ) a common beach shoe made from rubber, easy to slop on and off when you’re surfing the waves battling sand and the ladies.  I think most of us called them flip-flops.  After an extensive five minute search on the internet, I can’t find a thing on Tojos.  Or is it Toehos?  I think Flojos canned the name due to potential “other” toe push back.

But, the best name I’ve ever heard naming the  flip-flop came from my mom.  “Go-Aheads”  …  I’ll let that sink in.  What?  Go-Aheads?  Really?  I have no idea where that came from.  She grew up on the east coast and then around.  I can only imagine a child asking her mom,

Child: Mom? Mom!  Can I wear these to school?

Mom:  uh, go ahead.

It’s just easy.  Kid slips go-aheads on … no socks to locate … we’re done here.

I’m sure I’ve missed other names for these summer Jandals 😉 … anyone have any others?



Chickens On The Move


Brent and Otto moved the chooks for the second time today.  The chickens are young, so they are still working out how to work the pasture.  They are always on fresh grass for them to pull out the bugs and worms and nibble the alfalfa leaves.


Lovely day today, not too hot.  Otto refreshes their water.


He likes to see how high he can raise the hose while still making it in the tank.  I know I’ve set myself up for “boy jokes,” but he is very specific about his work.


The herd are fat fat.  So much grass.  They got so bored today, they did a little jog then hung out by the water cooler.  I’m not a fan of a herd jog, but they settled in.  It’s nice to see them work a paddock.


The Choice Is Yours


I have been caught on occasion walking in the fields in my heels.  I don’t actually plan to walk in the fields in my heels, it sometimes happens should a veal need a nudge back to the herd when I pop back from the shops.  Or when Brent asks me to close a gate on my way out.


Today, was a gate closure.  Lucy grabbed a shot.  I thought it was funny.  We have so much grass at the moment you need to walk tall.  Lift your knees and make sure your lovely shoes don’t get too messy.


Shoes in question are Vanny 7 edition from John Fluevog.  They are very comfy, lovely red and … wait for it … heart shaped heel.  AH!  Also on the sole is written, ” To love or to hate the CHOICE is yours.”

I’ve been a bit slack with myself in the last few months.  So much going on.  So easy to slip on familiar and carry on.  I’ve been reconnecting with my lovely – now vintage – wardrobe.  and I’ve been smiling more.  It’s nice to wear something you love.  So I invite you to wear something lovely tonight.  A scarf, some earrings, a short skirt.  Lipstick?  The CHOICE is yours.