Yes, I'm still alive

I can't imagine that any of my old readers from 2006 - 2007 are still here. That was back when I was single, footloose & fancy free. It's almost staggering to think of all the changes that have happened since then.  Nowadays blogs are EVERYWHERE and commercial, back then it was more a way to have an online journal and share it with random strangers. I used to enjoy typing out my thoughts but after Gremlin came, it was more of a chore and all about posting adorable photos and milestones.  I can use facebook for that right?

So now I am trying to revive my lost art of blog writing as I present just another boring Mom blog. No sponsors,
no giveaways,
nothing fancy.

Just my ramblings on a rather ordinary life.

Today my topic will be boots. I am one of those people that has always had "thick" calves. No, that's not a code word for being fat, even when I was slender for some reason I had oddly muscular calves. I remember getting fitted for ski boots in Breckenridge and the nice shop person even said, "you have a lot of muscle there." Ummm, thanks?

I never gave much thought to it until boots became in style about 5 years ago. Especially really tall ones that would look so cute with a skirt.  Low and behold I learned that there was a down side to having these awesomely muscular calves - boots are not designed for people like me.  If they were the pull on type, I could barely get them past my ankle, sort of like the evil stepsisters' attempts to get on a glass slipper. Then I tried the zip up ones and could perhaps manage to get the zipper halfway up my calf before the circumference was too much to handle. I settled for some lower boots that ended at the lower part of my calf. Not as cute but they worked.

In the intervening years, boots are still all the rage but now it's more the style to wear skinny ass jeans or leggings and wear your boots over them. Bryan hates it, the internet mocks it as a Han Solo trend,

but it is clearly here to stay. I'm definitely not a skinny ass jeans or tights girl, especially as I'm still carrying around some weight from Lil Bit but I do have one pair of skinnier jeans. Today when getting dressed for Gremlin's Christmas program, they were the first jeans I grabbed. I somehow managed to fasten them despite them being straight from the dryer which ALL people know makes jeans about 25% smaller than they were before the wash process started.  As I pondered which shoes to wear I thought, hmmm, will these fit inside my boots? I mean there's no way in hell these skinnier jeans will fit OVER my boots, so maybe? Just maybe?

And Voila! I have managed to finally appear somewhat in accordance with local style. Granted these boots are at least 4 years old and not necessarily the kind I'm seeing now, but they are boots and my jeans are INSIDE them.

When I arrived, my super observant husband said, "How did you manage that?"
Yes, he knows that this is not a style that was designed for a person like me, but sometimes we just make it work.

And just because she is so stinkin' cute, I'm adding a gratuitous picture of the Lil Bit