Crazy socks

With temperatures dropping, I won’t be wearing flip flops much any more. I’ll instead be digging into my drawer of “crazy socks.”

Yes. I have a whole drawer for my colorful, fun socks.

I have school socks. I have socks from other countries. I have socks from other states.

I have socks for almost every holiday. (LOTS of Christmas socks!)

I have toe socks. I have socks with animals on them.

I have fluffy socks. I have socks with grippers on the bottom.

I have white socks. I have black socks. I have rainbow socks.

I have short socks. I have knee-high socks.

I. Love. Crazy. Socks. It’s, frankly, an addiction. I think I could wear a different pair every day, and not wear a pair twice for a little over a month. And the sad thing is that I look at socks at the store all the time. I love it when my husband surprises me with a pair from his travels on the road. When all else fails, give me a pair of fun socks and I am a very happy lady.

Anyone else love fun socks? Or am I alone in my addiction?

I have a drawer full of crazy socks!

Weekly Winners (Sept. 30 – October 7)

Started by the lovely Lotus, Weekly Winners is a fun little thing bloggers do to showcase some of their favorite photos from the previous week.

Visit Lotus’ site and check out her various entries, and find other participants. See some amazing photos brought to you by bloggers around the world. Leave a little love when you do — its like food for the soul!


Photos taken using my Droid Razr, Nikon Coolpix L20 or Sony DSLR A230.
View all of my photos on my Flickr stream.


327: Date for MNF
Date for Monday Night Football
328: Cheat sheets
330: ZIP Code
ZIP it
332: Angela
Sing it, girl!
333: Fireplace


Dining solo

Had to come downtown early, so taking time to have dinner before work.

Before moving to Nashville, and marrying a touring musician, I had never gone out to eat alone. I wasn’t sure about it.

But now? No big deal. I feel like a stronger person for it. I can people watch.  I can blog on my phone.  I can read a book. Eating alone is not horrible!

How do you feel about eating out alone? Ever done it? Scared of it? Tell me!

The wife of a touring musician tells it like she sees it…

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