I say tropical storm debris wading.
As we've dealt with TS Lee this weekend, it made perfect sense to me to break out my ultimate puddle-stompers. The trouble was...my husband wouldn't stop laughing at me. Apparently, these boots were made for tickling his ribs.
I gave myself the giggles with a wink at irony.
See, those boots cost me $2.
The whole deal cost me $5.
So everyone may laugh at me.
But I'll do it again.
|and see. it really did rain.|