DeJa Vu?

Today I had a meeting. I had to put on professional clothes and do something grown up. That is not what this post is about. It is about my high heeled boots. Yes. Boots. You see, I put on my black high heeled boots today to go to this grown up meeting and as soon as I put them on I realized I haven't worn them since I met Scott. Curious.... These were my designated "date boots" and I wore them on almost every date I went on before I met him. I did NOT wear them on my first date with him however (and I remember this to be accurate!). So today with my "date boots" on I felt a little mischievous. This must sound ridiculous but I did. It took me back to the beginning of the year when I decided I was going to become a "dater". I met lots of different men in these boots and they have been around the block! (Hey, better the boots than me, ya?) So as I'm walking in my date boots I couldn't help but to reflect on that bizarre time in my life. It was a fun and educational time, but certainly with a few bizarre moments. I wonder what happened to some of those men I dated and if they met women more suitable for them. I wonder what happened to the ones who were just starting their divorce proceedings. I wonder what happened to the ones that emailed or texted me long after I stopped answering. Interesting. More importantly, I wondered where I would be right now if I hadn't met Scott. Still dating? With someone else? Happy? Sad? Angry? Frustrated? Doesn't matter I suppose because the fact is that I DID meet him and I hope I never have to meet anyone ever again!! He is cute and smart and funny and amazing and he still smells like he just stepped out of the laundry (just ask Avery). He has made me so happy in these past 6 months and I am truly in love with him. But just to be a little bratty, I think I'm going to wear my "date boots" the next time we go out. . .