So, a few posts back, I described my transformation into Boot Gal. This transformation included the purchase of a pair of totally wow, classic yet funky, knee-length, black leather riding boots. Gosh. Forget intellectual depth, cultural values, timeless spirituality. Forget a world in socio-economic crisis, on the verge of ecological disaster. These boots rock. I love striding around my life like Errol Flynn on steroids. Had I had these boots 20 years ago, sheesh, 10 years ago, who knows what I could have been by now. A senator. A corporate CEO. At the very least the chair of my department.
But that's ok. Money, power, prestige, status. . . . who gives a damn. I've got these kick-ass boots. Life is Good.
The thoughts and adventures of a woman confronting her second half-century.
About Me
- Facing 50
- Woman, reader, writer, wife, mother of two sons, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, state university professor, historian, Midwesterner by birth but marooned in the South, Chicago Cubs fan, Anglophile, devotee of Bruce Springsteen and the 10th Doctor Who, lover of chocolate and marzipan, registered Democrat, practicing Christian (must practice--can't quite get the hang of it)--and menopausal.
Names have been changed to protect the teenagers. As if.
Friday, March 5, 2010
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