i’ve been MIA for a while. i could say i have been busy, that i’ve been on an important assignment or that life just caught up to me. i could say that i grew bored, lethargic or even felt i was done with it. but it doesn’t matter. i’m here now. again. and for a long time.
i think i’m doing ok. i still made the first month of a new year mark. not too late, right? so here’s to a better year. a new year. and to celebrate, i’ve purchased my first of many items that i’ve always been too intimidated of and am wearing them with a smile of confidence. my very first adult pair of cowboy boots, or as my husband lovingly refers to them as my ’shitkickers.’
this is a new year. i feel it in my bones. and now, these comfortably beat up pair of unassuming shoes, these boots that my mother found at a flea market last weekend will follow me through my discoveries and help me conquer my unexplainable fears. oh, and my new bob will complement them nicely.
what is it about a good pair of shoes? i like the rugged leather. the sturdy stitching throughout the tops, up my too-large calves, perfectly accommodating. mostly, i love the subtlety of it all. it feels so … western cowboy, so … american. i know this sounds terribly cliche, but i feel moved; compelled even to share my swelling pride in these new boots of mine.
so i’m taking this life of mine by the balls, squeezing every experience out of it and without fear, and a glimmer in my eye take what’s rightfully mine.
eat my dust 2008!
