My new thing for yesterday in my month of new things was that I bought a pair of really cute wedge sandals (my first ever!) that are 3 1/2 inches high. (Keep in mind that I NEVER wear high shoes. NEVER!) My new thing I did today was to wear said shoes, for the first time, to sing in at church tonight.  I felt tall.  My legs felt extremely long.  It made me feel a good five pounds thinner.  And not even remotely like myself.

Still, they were comfortable, and did I say cute?  And a new experience that I could check off my bucket list.

Before I walked out the door to head to rehearsal, I had already turned my ankle and fallen once.  And that was standing still!  But I was determined to make this work.  To be tall for just one weekend didn’t seem like too much to ask. These are the things that short girls dream of…

Driving was not an issue.  I could actually reach the pedals better.  Somehow I think they even made me sit up a little higher in my seat.  I looked in my rear view mirror and noticed a certain glow.  I looked down to admire my feet.  Not a good idea when you’re driving…

I got to church and successfully walked across the parking lot, feeling tall and regal and giraffe-like.  The shoes were still comfortable and with each step, I swear, they got a little cuter.  I even quickened my pace to prove to myself that I could do it.  Confidence was oozing…

The musicians were not finished setting up yet, so I waited in the lobby and made a phone call.  I wondered if anyone else would notice how tall and svelte I looked in my 3 1/2 inch wedge sandals and skinny jeans.  And that’s when it happened again.  Standing perfectly still, I somehow fell off my shoes again and went down.  How is that even possible?  They fit perfectly and my feet felt secure in them, but apparently my ankles didn’t get the memo about the new addition to my wardrobe and were rebelling a bit. They would just have to get used to it and deal.

So you’re waiting for me to tell you that I disrupted the entire service tonight by falling, right?  Well, you’re wrong!  I made it all the way through the service standing on both feet.  I did, however, learn some things:

WHEN WEARING HEELS:

1.  Don’t stand with your feet too close together.  You need a good wide base to keep yourself stable.  Don’t ask me how I know…

2.  Don’t keep time by standing on one foot and keeping rhythm with the other by stamping it up and down.  I tried it.  Not a good idea…

3.  Be very careful with your arm movements.  I tend to dance around when I sing, but the added height changes the ratio of things.  If you’re gonna move your arms around, at least pay attention to #1…

4.  You can sing stronger and louder than you ever have before.  I’m sure it has something to do with the added inches that require your voice to go to new heights…

And my personal favorite:

5.  When you wear heels, you can touch the floor while sitting all the way back on the couch.  And you don’t even have to stretch!

As I was coming off the stage tonight I looked out to my family who was smiling widely at me.  I thought that they were waiting to tell me I’d done a great job.  Silly me.  They weren’t smiling.  They were GRINNING.  And waiting for the magical moment where I would fall down the stairs in my 3 1/2 inch super cute wedge sandals.  Lucky for me (and too bad for them) that didn’t happen.  But then again, I have three more services to sing at tomorrow…

Being tall in cute shoes is really fun, and I lived to tell the tale.  But truth be told, I would still rather be a short girl in bare feet.  It’s easier to sit indian style that way…