Lately I am not so obsessed with shoes. I am obsessed with floor-covering. Not just any floor-covering: Congoleum. The company was mentioned today in a newspaper article about litigation scams and I found it delightful: I love to say Congoleum. I have occasionaly addressed Alane as Congoleum. As I rode the train home tonight flipping through my newspaper I repeatedly mouthed the word... Congoleum. It's definitely one of my favorite product names, entering the pantheon along with Proctor-Silex, Neo-Synephrine and Medjool (as in dates).
Tonight, I shall finish off the bottle of vodka (I think I bought that bottle the summer after Mojo was born) and sit on my sofa and say the word Congoleum at uneven intervals. With the baseball game on TV. While playing with my feet.