Since just about the moment we decided we would dive into IVF, we planned to get something special for the day the injections begin.  You know, kind of like a bribe.  COME ON, JENNA, YOU CAN DO IT!

The first thing was a shirt.  But then I realized that might be stupid.  Like, say this works.  Stupid to buy a shirt.

Then we thought about a spa afternoon.  That had potential.

But on Sunday, we found it.

I blame Bianca, really.  She got me started.

About a year ago, she showed up with these shoes that completely wigged me out – Vibram FiveFingers.  When she showed them to me I was like, um, did you realize that your shoes have spaces for your toes?  Because….that’s different.

She told me they were amazing.  I tried to believe her because she hasn’t steered me wrong yet, but I had my doubts.  They started where the toes were separated on the shoes, and the ended at the part where the toes were separated.  I really just couldn’t get past that because I am close-minded.

I forgot about the shoes until we went to Whole Earth Provisions on Sunday evening.  Joey dragged me in there, really, and I wandered over to the shoe section and noticed they had Vibrams.  So I asked a dude if he’d fetch me a pair.  I put them on fully predisposed to hate them (because they look so…different) but, unfortunately, after about 5 minutes I was suckered.

I showed Joey and he scoffed.  ”Those are really weird,” he said.

Then, today, we settled on what I’d get for my IVF Bribe.  It was totally Vibrams, of course.

“Are you going to try some one?” I goaded Joey as we walked into the store.

“Maybe,” he said sullenly.

We walked out with two pair.  (I could have told you that would happen.  And, really, we never bought Joey his annual “pair of school shoes” back in October, so he was due.  Also – he has to put up with me getting all hormonal and cranky.  I think that deserves an incentive just as much as me.)  Once we got to the car, we tore off our old shoes and put on our Vibrams for the drive home.  It took us a way, way too long to get our toes in their little sections, but once we finally did we both gushed for a few moments before backing out of the parking spot.

Of course, once we got home we HAD to go for a walk.

Joey?  Joey, Mr. I Think Those Shoes Are Really Weird, was running and jumping and YELLING about how much he loved his shoes.  Things like WOW I FEEL BAREFOOT! and I CAN FEEL EVERYTHING!  and THIS IS HOW MY FEET WERE MADE TO FEEL! could be heard for miles.

They really are great shoes.  I’m loving mine, and I think I feel very motivated.

A week and a half, y’all.

Pass the syringe.

Mine are the purple ones.  Joey’s are the green ones.  I told him the foot covering part looked weird, but he wouldn’t listen to me.  Like usual.

(Does anyone else notice the eye from the Hoops and YoYo singing thing staring creepily at us all from the upper righthand corner of this picture? I just did.  This is the same, possessed Hoops & YoYo door hanger given to me by Grams last year that occasionally bursts into song in the middle of the night.  I swear Brother and Gramps have remote-controlled it.  I just know it.  Put those two together and they are like the ultimate Jenna Nemesis for sure.  And now watch that thing go off about 12 times tonight…)