Hello Winter

So, we’ve been getting winter storm warnings periodically for the last few weeks but the big storms have kept passing us by.  A few flurries here and there, and last weekend we got about an inch or two of snow, but nothing big.  Until this weekend. 


This was the view out the front door this afternoon.  It didn’t pass us by this time.

So I guess I need to buy some boots.  You’d think that living in Michigan for nearly 40 years, I’d have the sense to own a pair of winter boots, and don’t think I haven’t tried to buy a pair.  I used to have boots, but they ended up way too big when I lost weight, so they were very uncomfortable.  I don’t know how many times I’ve tried to buy boots since then, and every time I’ve given up in disgust and frustration.  Most winter boots seem to be made by people who assume that women are only going to walk from the front door to the car, not a mile or two.  And when I’ve tried hiking boots, they take 15 minutes to get in and out of, weigh 5 pounds, and are so stiff they make me feel like I’m putting my feet into wooden boxes.  Not comfortable.

Ideally I want something easy to get in and out of, waterproof, warm, comfortable, with a good arch support, vegan, cute, that doesn’t cost a fortune.  But today I decided hell, I just needed a pair of boots (see photo above), so when I was at Meijer buying groceries, I figured I might as well look at their boots.

I wear a size 8 1/2.  Their boots didn’t seem to be in any particular order.  None of them were actually cute, but I started with the less ugly ones and looked at sizes.  They had lots of 10’s.  Lots of 11’s.  Some 6’s.  A few 9W’s.  Sigh.  Well, it looked like 9W was the closest I was going to get.  I figured I might as well try it on (I figured I would probably need to put an orthotic in it to get a decent arch support anyway, so maybe a larger size wouldn’t be a bad idea).  Um…except it had one of those weird cardboard thingies they put in new shoes to make it keep its shape, and I couldn’t get it out.  Ok, they apparently don’t want anyone to buy that pair.

I found another pair of 9’s, went to pull the zipper down to try them on, and the zipper was stuck.  Alrighty.  Found another pair of 9’s with a stuck zipper, and said screw it. 

See, this is why I don’t have any boots.  I think I’m going to have to find something online since any store I go to will have long sold out of 8 1/2 in anything at all useful since apparently I was supposed to buy boots in July.  Feh.

But on a happier note, look, I added one of those flickr things over there in the sidebar.  Is it just me, or is that thing totally hypnotic?  It’s like looking at a lava lamp.  I find myself just staring at it…  Wow, man…  I’m going to be loading some of my older photos into flickr as I have time, so stay tuned.

Also, I had a lightbulb over my head.  For years I always used to drink orange juice all the time.  When I cook broccoli, I put the broccoli in a saucepan with just a little bit of water in the bottom of the pan, maybe about half an inch, then put a lid on the pan, and cook it for 5 minutes to steam the broccoli.  I used to pour the water down the drain, but my friend Ken said no, you should drink it, it’s full of nutrients, and I realized he was right, so I started pouring it into a cup and refrigerating it and when it was cold I would add it to my orange juice.  Now, that was very healthy, but it kind of confused my brain.  It looked like orange juice.  It tasted mostly like orange juice, but it also tasted like broccoli.  Weird.

Then I stopped drinking orange juice because of my reflux, so I had to think about what to do with the broccoli water.  Aha!  Today as I was cooking the broccoli, I also boiled some water.  I put a teabag in a mug, and when the 5 minutes was up, I poured the broccoli water into the mug, then filled it up the rest of the way with the boiling water.  Broccoli tea!  The tea was strong enough that it completely covered up the taste of the broccoli.  It’s just extra healthy!  Yay!

1 comment

  1. Anne

    I’m totally disgusted by your broccoli juice consumption. Just the smell of broccoli makes me nauseous. It wasn’t fun growing up with a broccoli loving mother.
    Have you looked at the Keen winter boots? I don’t think they’re vegan but they are tall and I know you like Keens.

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