These were it.
The it boot of my middle school years. I think every girl in my grade had a pair of the Nike hiking boots ... except for me. My shoes came from Kmart or Payless - and nowhere else. It didn't keep me from lusting after them, though.
Even 20 years later.
I couldn't help but think of those boots, and how useful they would be, on my walk this morning. The weekend's snow was turned a slushy river overnight by rain and mild temperatures. The retired Mizunos I wear for recreational use just aren't cut out for such weather but those boots ... OH YEAH.
Monday is typically a rest day but I figured a jaunt in the slush would do us all some good. And by all I mean Miles and Denali. Miles was up at 4:45 a.m. and a walk would guarantee him a much needed nap, even if only a short one. The ever jealous Denali has been acting out lately but his behavior is usually better when he has some exercise.
So I got everyone together - Denali leashed up and Miles bundled - and we went for a casual 2.7-mile walk in a neighboring addition. And by casual, I mean I took the travel system stroller so I could bring along a cup of coffee.
Also good - Miles stayed asleep long enough for me to not only make breakfast but eat it with both hands free.
I had some leftover shrimp and avocado-tomato salsa from last night's Shrimp Quesadillas, and I realized that I could make a version of one of my favorite make-it-over restaurant meals. A California omelet for unseasonably warm temperatures - perfection!
How are you starting off the week?