Thursday, April 14, 2011
"Wear your boots, dear!" That was the refrain I often heard on days like yesterday. In the down pouring, drenching rain, on my daily walks to high school in the snow or our Sunday jaunts to church, I heard it from Mom. And those boots were? Ya, you guessed it, the eight inch high, black, 5 buckled variety, that you wore right over your shoes. A fashion item, if I ever saw one. Not! I hated them. I told her they made me look stupid! In front of all my friends, they were embarrassing! I told her the kids would laugh at me. She countered with, "Please, they'll keep the colds away." These days, thanks to wellies; you're stylin'. These boots are very much in vogue. But alas no, I would have never worn a pair of these either! Well, I must admit. If the price was right, I might have. You see. I sometimes live in a danger zone.