I write these daily blogs and sometimes wonder if I should. I’m not sure if anyone really cares what I do in the course of a day, but since I’ve done it since starting my YouTube channel, I thought I’d continue doing it until I can find a reason to stop.
My channel has been growing steadily, and I was really happy that Jennifer McGuire chose to feature it on her Facebook page, but when I looked at my growth, her Facebook reference only increased my subscribers by an additional 5%. I guess I was kind of surprised by that, but then I thought about the number of people who would be put off by my hands, and am happy for the 5% increase. At this point in my life, I can’t remember a time when my hands were “normal” or the last time I ran anywhere. I mean RAN. I’m sure it was in college or right after, because a year later, things were already going downhill. I don’t miss running but the one thing I do miss sometimes, is shoes. I loved shoes. High heels, I lived in them. I loved every kind of high heel and I wore them year round. No boots for me, high heels all the way. I used to run on stairs in heels. I have trouble remembering doing a lot of things, but I can vividly remember running downstairs in our dorm in heels. It’s weird the things that stick with us. Maybe that memory is there for a reason, and if so, I don’t know what it is, but it’s forever.
When I was in high school. I took a biology class and the teacher said that things you remember forever are in your chemical memory and things you’ll forget are in your electrical memory. I’m not sure why, but I decided the moment I heard the difference in memories, that I would put that in my chemical memory. Well here I am over 40 years later, and I still remember. Weird.
I’m not sure what any of this has to do with anything, just thought I’d share. High heels were awesome.