i live in a place where i can wear sandals or flip-flops 8 months out of the year.
i come from a place where i needed to wear socks 8 months out of the year.
a disconnect, you say?
i've been missing my socks.
so i thought i'd have a sock parade.
the first marathon i ran was the flying pig marathon, in cincinnati. after that, everyone, and i mean every-damn-one, gave me things with flying pigs on them. this is the sock version. what you can't see in this photo is that the pigs are wearing halos.
i hate to admit to playing sock favorites, but i will bear up under the humiliation and say, yes, these 2 are my favorites.
they have monkeys on them.
toe socks. my mother gave me these. she's such a cut-up.
these are my cosmic socks. they have stars, planets, and rockets on them. the coolest thing, which i didn't see until i took this picture, is that around the top, it says "universal love!" i ask you, who doesn't want to be walking around in universal love?
oh, i have lots more socks. wool up-to-the-knee socks for skiing, socks for running, your basic utilitarian socks that are monochromatic, skeleton socks for halloween (they were in the laundry). i even have a pair of socks marked "left" and "right." they are all part of my sock family.
and when it's cold, and dark, and you're a long way from home, it's good to have family around.
this one is x-rated. well, if you're a sock: