Gifts really aren't a big part of a single mama's life. I mean, who is going to do that for me? I get a little something from my parents. Often they will help Sarah get something for me, if she has her mind set on something and makes it happen. Not always. Last year there were no gifts on my birthday. I'm not complaining, just stating the facts. If I were married, it would be different.
Then the last several guys I've dated just haven't been gift givers.
I think this is why I can't take off my boots.
I keep looking around. Are you sure these are for me?
A really great thing about these boots is that they are not the ones I would have chosen. They're better. I know what I would have gotten. They would have been black. They would have been a little taller. They would have looked like most everything else in my closet, and fallen in alongside the black suede Michael Kors ankle boots and the black leather Michael Kors tall boots. And my very high heeled tall black suede boots that I affectionately refer to as my hooker boots.
But these...these are way more fun. And they are very me. I just didn't know it until I put them on. And this makes them the perfect gift.
And now I won't take them off.
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