Made for Walking
I’ve been thinking about buying some new boots this season.
The classic LLBean duck boot comes to mind first. Oh, I know it’s not fashion forward, and I have no plans to go duck hunting. It’s just that I owned a pair for forever—all through college and young adult life, and then when I moved to Florida I got rid of them. Mistake. I would seriously only need footwear like this half a dozen times a year, so I guess it’s nostalgia that makes me crave a pair. I tell myself that I would wear them to walk the dog through the woods. And to pick out the Christmas tree. After all, I have the khakis, the ragg socks, the Norweigan sweater, the plaid Pendleton scarf, and the field coat, for heaven’s sake!
I also already have a pair of riding boots, but they’re a bit low on the calf, and they are starting to bag around my ankles. These beauts are from Ralph Lauren, and I think they’re awfully handsome. Of course, they’re available in black, too, which makes for a difficult choice.
What about over-the-knee boots and booties? Um, no, that’s not really my style, but these Tony Lama boots for gals? Well, Howdy Pard’ner.
Aw, shucks. Y’all know I’m not springing for these, but a gal can dream.
I suppose I’m dealing with a midlife boot crisis.
As it turns out, however, I do get to buy some new boots. Rather, a new boot, as in one, single boot. Total up the dreamy pairs above, but write the check for one of these state-of-the-art pneumatic walking boots, and a complimentary fitting, of course.
Yes, Middle broke his foot, practicing lacrosse. Not to worry, though, because as the Doc said, “He’s going to heal just fine. His growth plates haven’t even begun to close.” Pause.
Doc: “What size shoe do you wear, young man?”
Middle: “Um, fourteen.”
Doc: “And, you’re 15?”
Doc (to me): “Wow. Gonna need a lot of groceries, Mom.”
Me: “Right. Thanks.”
So. Maybe I will buy some new boots
—you know, just for kicks.