City of Glenville

Physical anthropologist Erik Trinkaus believes that man started wearing shoes about 40,000 to 26,000 years ago. He based his conclusion on the discovery that the bones of the toes decreased during this period. Had man continued to go barefoot, the toe bones would not have decreased. These pre-historic men probably had only one pair of shoes which consisted of animal skin wrapped around their feet.

Today, most men and women have more than one pair of shoes. Most men have at least a pair each of dress and casual shoes, for formal and non-formal wear. If they are engaged in some form of exercise or sports, they would have other types of shoes.

While most men would settle for black and brown pairs of shoes, plenty of women have practically all colors –red, yellow, gold, silver, green, you name it, they’ve got it. Their shoes have to match the color of their dress and their bags. Indeed, a former first lady from the Far East is reputed to have three thousand pairs of shoes.

With this evolution from the animal skin wrapped around the feet to the different types of shoes for different occasions and uses, shoe storage has become an issue. Fortunately, there are ingenious men and women, who probably have a lot of shoes themselves, who have designed creative ways of storing footwear.

Who doesn’t love the weekend? No work and all play – that is the definition of my weekend. On Fridays, my adrenaline pumps with excitement and joy. Finally, I get to sleep late, wake up later, and skip wearing business clothes.

My weekends are usually spent two ways. Its either I spend the days inside the house being a couch potato and totally doing nothing or spend the days sleeping and the night partying with my friends. This weekend, however, is a different weekend for me. I will be cleaning, rearranging and tidying the whole house for the duration of the weekend.

A few of my friends will be helping me out in order to get the job done faster. I do think that they are only helping in order to get on my sister’s good side. My younger sister, Fiona, will be helping me this weekend as well. She is a pretty thing and most of my friends seem to notice too, which is why I warned all of the guys to keep their hands and eyes off of my baby sister. I also told my sister to wrap herself in baggy clothes and definitely no showing of skin. As usual, my sister just laughed at my face.

Ken arrived at home, exhausted and tired. He immediately went to the kitchen and turned on all the kitchen lighting. It was already ten at night and he hasn’t had anything to eat yet. Ken was so busy at work that he had to stay until all the paperwork was finished.

Ken fixed himself a microwave dinner and popped open a cold beer. He sat down in front of the television and chowed down his unappetizing meal. After finishing the whole thing, Ken was still hungry. He was about to order some Chinese takeout when the doorbell rang. It was his good friend, Vic. Vic was Ken’s best friend and neighbour. They first met fifteen years ago at some summer camp. Ken let Vic into his house and was really glad to see him carrying a large box of pepperoni pizza.

Vic was glad that Ken was already home. He had been waiting for him since six in the evening. Vic has some good news he wanted to share with Ken and he is sure that Ken will be as please too. Vic has just proposed to his long time girlfriend and she said yes. Vic is also inviting Ken to be his best man and would not take “no” for an answer.

Claire is looking for something to give to her sister on her 23rd birthday. She hasn’t seen her in months and since Claire will be flying to New Jersey to visit her sister, it is only appropriate to buy her something.

Claire’s sister is successful and rich. She is single but currently dating. She has her own apartment and even has a Persian cat. The status of her sister is the reason why Claire is having such a difficult time deciding what to give her. Claire’s sister seems to have everything from best seller books, jewels, high technology gadgets and bags.

Everyday after work, Claire heads out to the mall to window shop, each time hoping that she will finally see a perfect gift for her older sister. Two days before her flight to New Jersey, her sister called her up. Claire was glad to hear her voice. Her sister was telling her about how she is coping with cleaning and tidying up since Claire will be staying with her. Claire’s sister mentioned that she is having a hard time organizing all her pairs of shoes. Suddenly, Claire got a brilliant idea. Her sister needs shoe storage and she will be the one to give it to her.

It is finally time for a much needed vacay and Grace has wanted to go on a vacation for months. She finally got a two week leave from work and Grace is ecstatic.

Grace has yet to get a travel health insurance from her agent but she has already taken out her sundresses, shorts, sunblock and flipflops and placed them in her luggage. Grace is finally going to Santorini in Greece. Ever since she was a little girl, she had always been captivated with Santorini. The beautiful views, stone steps, cuisine, culture and of course, the hot men.

Grace will be accompanied by two of her bestest friends and they are extremely excited as Grace is. Grace has already made reservations as to where she and her friends will stay. They researched as few times online in order to find out what were the best accommodations before finally making a decision. They also took note numerous must do’s and must see’s in Santorini. Grace and her girlfriends will each bring a digital camera to capture memories and sights in different perspectives.

Grace can’t wait to get on board their plane to Greece. She can’t wait to fulfil her lifetime dream and set foot on Greece.

I woke up this morning feeling a bit disgruntled. I knew I had forgotten something very important yesterday and I just can’t remember what.

I pondered all about it during my breakfast. I didn’t get to enjoy my favourite meal of crisp bacon, scrambled eggs and black bitter coffee. I was more and more sure I really forgot something. After breakfast, I showered and scrubbed myself clean. I swept the patio in my backyard, all the while thinking about what it is that I forgot.

I got a cold bottle of beer and sat down on my leather couch. I pondered and pondered. I dissected every thought and memory of what I could remember from the past days. I knew I already gave Mya the number for the best Dallas pest control, mailed the parcel to Freddie as asked by my sister and I just did my dry cleaning last week.

I was beginning to get a headache from all the thinking and concentrating. I was getting more and more frustrated. Maybe I am getting older and more forgetful. Maybe I just need to write down notes or something. Just when I was about to give up, I finally remembered.