Hi Everyone.

What’s cookin?

Today Bobby bought me one of my Christmas presents as I needed boots and I wanted some funky ones. I saw at the Soft Moc Wear house a pair of the coolest Doc Marten’s that were all black with pink laces and a funny pink design up the back.

I totally love them. They had them in white too with the pink but I thought I would be too hard on them.

The funny part is when we got to the cash the young pretty little girl said “well these are obviously for someone else” but if you want to get them some cream for the boot they will wear better.

Ha ha ha. I said they’re for me. Do you think they are too young for me? She’s like no totally cool.

How hilarious is that? I do like funky things and the funkier the better but she got me to thinking that maybe at 52 I should be acting more like 52? Then I thought na that’s what makes me me right?

Here’s a picture of my new boots. What do you think? Too young? Now I have to wear them in. Ouch. Wearing in Doc Marten’s is like painful but so worth it.

Hmmm. I just noticed when I’m taking a picture for you that it is a guitar on the back I thought it was a pretty schrollytype design? Then I looked and it is guitar hero docs? On line it appears to be some kind of video game? Yikes. I think video games are a total thief of time (notwithstanding my concern that our subconscious mind doesn’t have a sense of humour when we are doing these strange things) should I be promoting them?  I think I have to go back and switch them for a pair of Dr. Scholl rubber soled boots, ha ha, or trade them for a pair of berkenstocks for the summer. There’s a lesson here for buying things before you think about it or maybe instead of being offended by the young girls’ comments I should have listened to her.

I wonder if I can cut off the guitar and make it into a daisy?

Oh the trouble I get into. How am I going to explain this one to Bobby? Thanks for the present but I don’t like it anymore, lol.

Quote for you:

“To exist is to change, to change is to mature, to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.” Henri Bergson

Until we meet again, Sharon (bootless just in time)

The Psychic Cottage