Once upon a time

Once upon a time, what I drove was a little more important for vanity reasons. I think life is that way with many things. Maybe for me, comfort just outweighs caring what other people think so much. I'm okay with that, but it also scares me that I'll get caught mowing the lawn some day, long past my bikini wearing days, in a stretched out overflowing bikini and mismatched tube socks.
I gave up the fast car for remote control doors on a minivan. Seriously informed my husband that I had "minivan envy" one day and those were my words! My back was killing me from hoisting a 2 year old in the middle of the back seat into a car seat. Why fool myself? Car seat in a car says it all, no matter what the car looks like. It was time for my sign to be a little more obvious is all.
Once upon a time I liked shoe shopping too. Then I turned 30 and my feet became aware of the fact that they were 30 too. Wearing a medical boot on my foot for a few weeks was enough to convince me that it was indeed time to go with comfort. Sketchers at least look better than that big boot. I must admit, every once in a while I see some really cute shoes with high heels and I think.....maybe? No! That shoe money would only cause pain and I would rather use it to buy a new scarf. Scarves, now there's a topic!
I had this conversation with another mom friend the other day. Seems we have both realized in the past year or so the warmth of a scarf. I used to think only old women used scarves. Who knew?! Hats, oh yes hats are good. I admit I only wear them when snow skiing, but you wouldn't catch me in a hat on the slopes 20 years ago! Oh no! No hat hair here. I'd freeze to death and get hauled down the mountain on a gurney behind a snow mobile before I put a hat on this hair.  Mom always told me "keep your head warm and the rest of you will be warm too". Mom was right, again.  Landrie is already protesting hats and she's only 3. Landrie also likes to pick out my clothes. That's probably a good thing given my comfort tendencies lately. Maybe she'll keep me from wearing that bikini while riding the Deere across the lawn in a few years.