All the girls in my family have a Giant Shopping Extravanganza planned for this Saturday. Emily has had her heart set on getting the new Taylor Swift cd this weekend, but after dinner she asked if I would take her to get it tonight. Since I apparently would like to be remembered as NEVER turning down a trip to WalMart, I agreed. And also, I sort of wanted to hear the cd too. Even though T. Swift has a history of getting on my last nerve with all the whining, her songs are catchy the first five hundred times you hear them.I had already changed out of my work clothes and into black yoga pants and a tshirt, so I told Em I just had to put some shoes on and I would be ready to go. I found a pair of comfy fur lined clogs that happen to dance the very thin line between shoe and slipper. However, they have a good, solid rubber sole on them, which in my mind, edges them right on into the shoe category. I slipped them on, and we were off.