These Boots Were Made For Walkin’

It’s been a really exciting week around my house as I set out to try and accomplish some of the things on my Life List.  The first one I decided to tackle was to “Buy cowboy boots and wear them to the rodeo”.  Simple enough, right?  Well not so fast.  This past weekend I went with my best friend Kelly to buy my first pair of cowboy boots at the one and only Cavenders Boot City.

We walked in and it was PACKED!  I know it’s rodeo season and all, but good gravy I have never seen so many people sitting on the floor wrestling to get a pair of boots on in my life.  Kelly quickly found a pair that she loved and now it was my turn.  I browsed the shelves for a bit and then, I saw them.  The most beautiful pair of boots I have ever seen.  It was like you see in the movies when the light shines down from heavens and the angels sing an angelic “Ahhhhhh”!  I had found my boots.

Time to try them on and just as I was hitting this ultimate high my bubble was quickly burst as the salesman told me they did not have my size. Bummer!  We called all the stores in Houston and they did not have my size.  Double bummer! So instead I exercised my paypal account and bought them online.

Well “The Boots” arrived today and I had wanted to make a video for you guys to see them, but my computer crashed.  Brilliant, right?  Stupid thing. Ok so “The Boots” are purchased and as luck would have it, thanks to my good friend Kristen and Chevron, I will be attending Lady Antebellum at this years Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo.  I am so PUMPED!!  I promise by that time I will have some kind of recording device so that I can show you how fabulous my boots are, cause frankly this picture does not do them justice.

Now I know many of you are wondering why cowboy boots are such a big deal, after all we do live in Texas where cowboy boots are about as common as the nose on your face but  it’s a little different in my family.  My family and I are very proud of our British heritage and I remember as a kid, when we first moved to Texas, my dad saying ” there will be no boots or ice tea in this house”, he of course said it jokingly…but kinda not.  When I went off to Waco for school I was hit with the sweet tea bug, but I resisted the cowboy boots, until now.

I am so excited to get to wear my new boots to the rodeo and check off one of the things on my “Life List“.  Now I just have to remember to watch where I’m walking in the petting zoo.

Hugs!

Jess