I don't care what the calendar says, I'm declaring this the perfect Autumn
day morning. Overnight it dipped into the upper 50's, and just now I checked and it was only up to 75. It will be borderline summer again by 5 PM (88 degrees forecast), but, hey, it beats 104!
Oh, the shoes....I was so overwhelmed by the great weather I strapped on my running (OK, who are we kidding....walking) shoes and checked out the neighborhood. Everybody must either be at church or sleeping in because there wasn't a sound except for the birdies out there this morning. That's unusual considering we live in a fairly dense urban setting.
As I was settling in to my walking I got to thinking how comfortable these shoes are. Then I began mentally comparing them to the other shoes in my closet and I realized, dang.....I have a LOT of shoes! Way more than a man is supposed to. I've seen pictures of celebreties' shoe collections, but those are always women's shoes. How many pairs of shoes do most men have?
My guess would be a couple of pairs of dress shoes (black and brown), maybe a couple of pairs of sneakers, a pair or two of casual weekend shoes (like Sperry's), and maybe some old worn out ones to mow the yard in.
Not me. (I'm thinking I might need to go to one of those meetings where you confess what a dork you are for collecting shoes.) I have dress shoes (to go with my wedding / funeral suit), two pair of sneakers, too many casual weekend shoes to count (my current faves are my Patagonia slip-ons), and two pair of low-top outdoor shoes and a new pair of high-top hiking boots (which I've only worn once because it's too darn HOT here!). I wear some old Crocs to take the dog for a walk around the block, and even some nicer Crocs that look like Sperry Top Siders, but have that comfy, cushy sole.
I had some really nice ostritch cowboy boots at one time, but couldn't wear them because they were 1. hot, 2. heavy, and 3. uncomfortable. I'm convinced guys that wear cowboy boots are just going for the look, because the new wears off fast, like as soon as you leave the store. I sold 'em in a garage sale for a few bucks, and felt guilty for taking the guys money. Poor sap. They're probably like that one fruit cake that keeps getting passed on from one person to another, over and over. Wonder how many garage sales those boots have been through after mine?
OK....enough writing. Time to go for some coffee and the Sunday newspaper. Have fun, y'all. ;)