Bite the Bullet

Alright, so, I'm finally biting the bullet--well, 2 bullets actually:

• Bullet #1: Joining the blog-force


• Bullet #2: Succumbing to the woolly-boots-that-look-like-slippers fad

The fact that you're reading this is example enough of #1--take a look at the picture below if you don't know what I'm talking about in #2 (but if you've been at all concious any time during the past few years you should have no problem whatsoever visualising this particular style of footwear).

I never wanted a pair of these because, to be honest, I don't think they're particularly attractive and I don't like to wear shoes that make my feet look fat (this is one reason for my aversion to tennis shoes). However, my dad gave a pair of Emu boots to my sister and I for Christmas. I had been keeping them tucked safely away in their not-so-little box with the intention of returning or exchanging them because I just wasn't quite cinvinced that they were the shoes for me. But I finally busted them out and wore them to work on Friday because:


1. I am too lazy to drive down to the sporting goods store that carries them

2. Wearing Emus to work is the closest I can get to going to work in my pj's


And, friends, I must admit, these not-so-attractive-yet-insanely-popular boots have won me over with their slipper-like comfort and their warm snuggliness. So much so, that I wore them all night at home until I got ready for bed Friday night (I never wear shoes in the house!), and all day Saturday--even with my skirt when I went to the Leadership Training broadcast Saturday night. Now that's Shoe Love.