They say it takes a village to raise a child, but it takes a blogosphere to get you your boots. Operation: Get me my Boots is officially over. I have my boots!
The biggest thanks goes to Sarah & BB! These gals not only had the great sense of adventure to join the operation, but they ultimately became the commanding officers. The company that had the boots would not ship them to America, so these gals had the boots shipped to their house & THEN sent them to me. I have no doubt that their Ziggy is going to have the best Moms. If they went through so much to get little ol’ me some footwear, imagine the mountains they will move for this kid. Thank you gals!
New boots arrived into my world at approximately 3:35pm (central time) on Saturday, July 15.
They were inspected & then they were on my feet in less than 20 minutes.
I’m still smiling about that.
I was in a really shitty, funky mood yesterday. You know, one of those pathetic pouts brought on by an accumulation of a number of 5th grade type issues. But lucky for you the boots happened. Otherwise you might have been subjected to an obnoxious post all about how all of my friends are going to Vegas and I can’t go.
But back to the boots. THE BOOTS!
I even took the boots to a movie yesterday. Of course it was the Pirate movie. Although the boots would have liked to go to the crossword movie but I had to explain to the boots that such movies rarely come to this town but that I would go ahead & add it to my netflix queue.
My original tartan docs were wonderful and perfect. They took me around the world, they grounded me in my own personality. You can’t be a bad person if you have plaid shoes on. The plaid is magic.
These new boots will have a lot to live up to. & I can’t wait to begin their adventure!