Did you ever want something so badly when you were a kid that you would have given up
candy and soda for life if only your parents would just buy it for you?
You would spent days, months and years dreaming of having that one thing that would make life
just perfect.
But it would never come to be.
For whatever reasons ... it just never happened.
And then, some point in your life, you decide to act upon that long ago held dream.
No matter how silly or small or large or crazy it may seem to others.
You turn that dream into reality.
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I did just that this week.
I ordered myself a pair of boots.
Now you might think that a small matter. But it wasn't to me growing up. Every since I was a wee tyke, I wanted a pair of boots.
Not just any boots ... but COWBOY boots. You know the kind ... the pointed toe etched in colors.
But my parents would never buy me a pair explaining that I had a high arch.
As a 5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12 year old, I had no idea what a high arch was nor did I care.
I just knew I wanted, NEEDED a pair of cowboy boots.
Well, here we are, 50 years later, and this week I bought my first pair of boots.
Not quite the COWBODY boot of my childhood dreams.
BUT ... these are even more awesome than I could have imagined!
They are Frye's and oh my, are they incredibly comfortable.
I'm wearing them right now ... breaking them in ...
clomping around and annoying the cat.
~sigh~double sigh~
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As you can see by me in the pic below, still at the age of 12, I wanted to be a
cowgirl. That's me with my childhood pony Sparky.
We would ride in our small town Columbus Day parades
promoting my granddad's Pioneer Seed corn business.
Really now. Don't you think my new Frye's would have completed the outfit?
Ok, I agree. The boots could not have helped that outfit.
And by the way, I was always jealous of my friend in the cart. She had
cowboy boots, jeans and a bolero tie. But then,
I had the pony!
P.S. By the way mom and dad, my arch is not too high!
As ever,
