{"id":10637,"date":"2015-12-22T07:13:28","date_gmt":"2015-12-22T12:13:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=10637"},"modified":"2015-12-22T07:14:18","modified_gmt":"2015-12-22T12:14:18","slug":"booted-wind-down-and-run-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=10637","title":{"rendered":"Booted Wind-Down and Run-Up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As we approach Christmas, things are winding down at work and at home, we&#8217;re preparing a run-up to family gatherings.  For me, booted, of course!<\/p>\n<p>What boots for what occasions at work and at home?<br \/>\n<!--more--><br \/>\nAt the office, where I am about the last man standing as most everyone has departed already for holiday travel (and using &#8220;use-or-lose&#8221; leave), I continue to wear dress cowboy boots with dress slacks, shirt, and the occasional necktie (but only when I am at the daily briefing with The Big Cheese.)<\/p>\n<p>A funny aside &#8212; I have mentioned before that there is a relatively new guy on the office staff who is ultra-conservative in his manner of dress. Every day he wears a business suit with dorky dress shoes. While everyone else on a day-to-day basis wears &#8220;business casual&#8221; and denim on dress-down Fridays, he continues to dress up. He drank the &#8220;dress-for-success&#8221; Kool-Aid and it will take much longer than I thought for him to relax.<\/p>\n<p>Yesterday, I was rather dressed up, wearing a white shirt (which I generally avoid), red tie, navy slacks, and <a href=\"http:\/\/bootedman.com\/cowboy\/lucbccroc.html\" target=\"_blank\">Lucchese black cherry crocodile belly boots<\/a>.  I saw New Guy in the hallway, and he said something about how nice I looked until he took a good look at my boots. He shook his head.<\/p>\n<p>I told him, &#8220;thanks&#8230; sorry you don&#8217;t  have a pair of these boots for yourself. I can fix that if you ask.&#8221;  He didn&#8217;t say anything, but I could tell that he wasn&#8217;t going to take the bait.  Sorry, kid, some day you&#8217;ll come around to learn that dress boots look good with dress clothes, and that dress shoes are boring and clone-like.  I&#8217;m no business clone by any means.<\/p>\n<p>When I arrived home after work, I was met at the door by my spouse who had a pretty good day on the first day of his mother&#8217;s visit with us for Christmas. He gave me a kiss and hug hello, and followed me to the bedroom while I changed clothes. He asked me to get a couple things for him at the store, so considering that it was damp, I pulled on jeans, flannel shirt, and my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.bootedman.com\/work\/chipworkcowboy.html\" target=\"_blank\">tan Chippewa cowboy\/work boots<\/a>. Why those boots?  I dunno&#8230; they were there.<\/p>\n<p>When I returned from the store, I changed boots once more, since the soles of the boots I was wearing were dirty and I had to wash them off.  This time, I chose a pair of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.bootedman.com\/cowboy\/justintandistressed.html\" target=\"_blank\">plain tan Justin cowboy boots<\/a>.  Why those boots?  They were lonely.<\/p>\n<p>I prepared dinner. My twin brother and his wife arrived home from a visit with a niece.  We sat down at the kitchen table &#8212; thankfully our kitchen table seats six so there was plenty of room &#8212; and enjoyed our meal.  Just as we were finishing, I heard a knock at the front door.  <\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/12\/Xmas08-264x300.jpg?resize=264%2C300\" alt=\"rp_Xmas08.jpg\" width=\"264\" height=\"300\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-9338\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/12\/Xmas08.jpg?resize=264%2C300&amp;ssl=1 264w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/12\/Xmas08.jpg?resize=132%2C150&amp;ssl=1 132w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/12\/Xmas08.jpg?w=282&amp;ssl=1 282w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 264px) 100vw, 264px\" \/>[old photo of my spouse, his Mom, and me. I didn&#8217;t have my camera available last night, and my twin refuses to appear in photos.]  <\/p>\n<p>I answered the door, and was greeted by seven lovely senior pals who came to serenade us with Christmas carols.  My mother-in-law was both incredulous and impressed.  We invited them into our Living Room, gathered around the Christmas tree, and sang along (well, some of us did; my spouse and his Mom just watched.)<\/p>\n<p>What a spontaneous great visit of joy!  I so love my LOLITs!  (Yep, most of them were wearing tennis shoes. Giggle.)<\/p>\n<p>After the caroling visit, I bid my friends farewell, and promised to see them again tomorrow and on Saturday when we will go grocery shopping.<\/p>\n<p>I then changed to my evening &#8220;grubbies&#8221; of sweatpants, sweatshirt, and socks.  I sat with my brother and his wife for a while to visit, and then we all watched one of those sappy Hallmark Christmas movies.  By 2030, it was time for me to bid goodnight&#8230; work calls still at oh-dark-30.  I left my little family in our basement rec room to watch yet another sappy movie.  (The next Christmas movie I will watch is <em>It&#8217;s a Wonderful Life<\/em>, my favorite.)<\/p>\n<p>Life is short: be booted well at work and for spontaneous visitors!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As we approach Christmas, things are winding down at work and at home, we&#8217;re preparing a run-up to family gatherings. For me, booted, of course! 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