The other day it was raining wonderfully hard. It was dark and wet and beautiful. As I was getting ready for work I decided I would wear my Rubber Rain Boots. I love them and it doesn't rain much here to I have to get as much use out of them as possible.
While I was at work I decided to go to the Library, I think Middle Child needed another book. (That is the best perk of where I work, access to a good library). That kid reads so fast that the library has saved me a small fortune. As I was looking at books one of the librarians started walking towards me. I moved closer to the books so she would have room to pass through the aisle.
But then she stopped right in front of me and said, "Can I ask you a question?"
I knew I had paid all my fines so I wasn't sure what was coming next I said, "Sure."
"Where did you get your boots!"
I instantly felt good. Here was a lady commenting in an enthusiastic tone about my boots, I had made a good choice. And then,
"My daughter would love them!"
I wasn't quite sure what to make of that. If she's buying boots for her daughter she can't be that old. Maybe I need to start shopping somewhere else.