Someone sent me an email that I regret mistakenly deleting. I wrote a reply, but instead of hitting send, I hit “cancel” and the original message got deleted. I regret that error.
His message was that he was considering the purchase of a new pair of Wesco Boss engineer boots, but wondered how they broke in and how they felt while actually riding a motorcycle.
Good questions! I do have some opinions based on experience from owning and wearing several pairs of Wesco boots.
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Today, April 4, marks the anniversary date of the day that my spouse and I were married one year ago.
First-off, notice that I do not label this date as our “wedding anniversary.” We did not have a wedding. Last thing either of us wanted to do was to have a big gay frilly-froo-froo deal.
I call what we did was get married … at a private, small marriage ceremony. Just me, my husband, my twin brother, and the officiant… right there in the courthouse in the county where I grew up.
How am I feeling about our marriage one year later?
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Yesterday, I had to get to work extra early … had a response requirement. That happens sometimes and is the nature of my job.
I had time to check the weather forecast… the day would be partly sunny, no rain, and it was above freezing.
So this biker pulled on his…
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My loyal blog followers know that last autumn, I was promoted into a management position. Commensurate with my new job, which involves serving as the Executive Officer for a major division of my employing organization, I supervise people and now wear the clothing of management — dress slacks, shirt & tie, shined… boots.
Well, until now. Starting today, the footwear is changing.
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Yesterday, I became aware that a friend, Clay, was admitted to the hospital suddenly to have major heart surgery. I had been communicating with Clay for many years, but mostly now through Facebook. He had stopped using email. Apparently he sends and receives texts instead … but that leaves me out because I block texting on my mobile device because I find texting both expensive and intrusive. (What I like about email is that I can read and reply to it on my schedule.)
I have always felt that Facebook is a way to observe what your family and friends are doing, but is not a way to discuss news, share information about feelings and frustrations, and so forth, the way friends talk when they’re together.
But since Clay only seems to use Facebook and texting as his primary means of communication these days, I comment from time to time on his Facebook posts to let him know that I care and am thinking about him. It’s not the same, but at least that form of contact lets him know that I appreciate and care about him.
Then he goes into surgery… and his predicament caused me to think about other friends who I haven’t communicated with as much as I once did, and even a few who have dropped out of my life.
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My beloved spouse is still recovering from a relapse of a long-term bout of illness caused by an infection from two microbial organisms transmitted by a tick bite.
It worries me that each evening, I literally have to hold him and guide him to the bathroom and then bedroom, as he is not quite able to walk on his own. But holding him, guiding him, and loving him is not a burden, but my devotion.
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Here is an example of an email that I received out-of-the-blue. How would you reply to this?
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From time to time, I look at the questions about boots that drive visitors to my website. Following are some more recent questions that I have seen be entered through search engines and land there.
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I seldom have such insight as to the influence of this blog.
A few months ago, someone wrote an email to me to ask some questions about boots. I replied, and we began a cordial exchange of email from time to time. I am always happy to answer questions and share what I have learned.
The other day, this gentleman sent me a message with the subject line, “gratitude.” Man, it blew me away….
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Yesterday turned out to be as warm and delightful as promised in the forecast. My spouse was even feeling well enough to join me and my senior pals on our morning rounds of coupon-driven grocery gathering (giggle.)
After the fun of taking LOLITS to the grocery store, we returned them to their homes and returned home ourselves. I prepared my extra-special gluten-free pizza for my spouse.
I had messages waiting for me on the answering machine (yeah, I’m that old-fashioned) from some biker buddies who said they already departed for a ride, and we’ll ride together next time. Oh well, I wasn’t going to have the situation of missing the ride with my friends spoil my day. I made a call to make sure someone I wanted to visit was forewarned that a leather-clad, booted biker was on his way.
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