I'm not sure who's having the best Sunday afternoon here -- me in my brunchy egg fried socks, or Smoky, crushing hard on a mid-Sunday afternoon nap atop a pile of his favorite stuffed friends. Either way, everyone photo'd here is thoroughly enjoying a little leisure afternoon time, the benefits or which can simply not … Continue reading Eggs Benediction
Middle Son had an archery competition today, which called for arrows. Lots and lots of arrows. He nailed his highest score for the season, so now I'm worried these are a good luck charm and I'll need to wear them again. Definitely going to have to find another arrow pair for future competitions.
It was close to 70 degrees at one point yesterday, so imagine my irritation today when the temperature dipped close to 30. In an act of subtle (not to mention largely pointless) resistance, then, I sought to choose a pair of the most tropical socks in my drawer. It came down to two pair (the … Continue reading
I've been looking for the perfect opportunity to wear these, but this morning I realized there kind of never will be a perfect time to wear these. They're nice, but kind of, simple. Basic, I guess? There kind of socks you wear when you have a day that's just going to be 18 hours of … Continue reading Perfectly Basic, for Basically Just Getting After It
To round out the 2018 Puddintopia Valentine's Day Sock Collection, I give you this pair featuring hearts shot through with Cupid's projectile of choice. Shown here alongside my favorite Valentine* and her own heart-laden foot apparel. And if that don't blow yesterday's Adoarability Quotient out of the water, I dunno what would. *buffalo wings are … Continue reading Not Even Close
As promised, here are your first hearts for the week. But even as adorable as this pair of socks is, it pales in comparison to that puppy face practically begging for playtime. Don't worry; he got it. I am, after all, not an actual monster. Mostly.
There was a time I would have thought myself lucky to own just one pair of Valentine's Day socks, and by lucky I mean that I never have really given any thought to V-Day socks whatsoever. Maybe once, like twenty-five years ago when I was still in college, working at a crappy department store, but … Continue reading Heartless Wonders
Had a hockey game tonight, and with 4 days to Valentine's, nothing made more sense to me than to wear these dashing multi-colored roses. Because you can't call yourself truly secure in your masculinity until you've worn socks that look like Grandma's curtains into a locker room.
Felt like I ran all over the tristate today taking kids hither, tither, and yon in support of their various extracurriculars. Ran all over so much, in fact, that there were times I really could have benefitted from being in two places at once. Obviously, that's kinda not realistic, so we did the best we … Continue reading The Busiest Man Alive
Wore the martini glasses today, in anticipation of happy hour a colleague put on the calendar last week. Smoky, it appears, wasn't terribly impressed with my Friday after-work plans, but had one or two ideas of house own about what we should do when I got home. Incidentally, they all included playing with formerly stuffed … Continue reading Dogs Need Happy Hour Too