cold feet.

literally.

I lost a slipper. I've had them for longer than I can remember and they live on my feet when I'm at home. I have perpetually cold feet and during the winter months socks alone just don't cut it. Somehow, however, one of my slippers has disappeared. It was a sad, sad week for my left foot.

I bought new warm, furry boots last week in Jackson, and then wore them all week because the footwear I had taken with me simply wasn't adequate. My boots are like little warm cozy coats for my feet and they are so happy.

It was less than 20 degrees in Jackson. Perfectly acceptable to wear fuzzy boots. It is about 65 degrees here. Still acceptable? I was cold (surprise, surprise) Monday and wore my cozy boots and a sweater to fresh and easy to grab some food before Dianna left. I was perfectly comfortable.. it was chilly outside! But as I entered the store I was passed by a girl wearing a mini-skirt, bare legs and flip-flops. I took a look at myself and wondered who looked more ridiculous. I mean, Phoenix has a reputation for being nice all year, and it is, but it's still winter... isn't it??

I'm sticking with the fact that my feet are much happier in layered footwear then sandals this time of year. Besides, they double as slippers until the elusive left one decides to come out of hiding. And we simply can not have cold feet.