"Gomer Style--an Oxymoron No Longer"

I got out of my car and headed up the driveway to meet Shirley to feed the horses; there stood Lee, shaking his head at me. "I never thought I'd see you in pink polka-dotted rubber boots," he sighed, "Lynn's rubbing off on you." Puhleese. First of all, I've been wearing my rubber boots for at least three years and he's seen them lots of times. Second of all, polka-dots are way cool!

On my way by, I gave him a lifted eyebrow look and said, "Looked in the mirror, lately? You aren't exactly the height of fashion, buster." But I had to keep moving--Shirley was waiting and "daylight was burning!"

When I returned, I had time to tell him about Bob Goddard's article in the November issue of TrailRider titled, "Clothes Minded." If you have not had a chance to read it, here are some highlights that I used to combat Lee's "clothes-ism."

"If you can tell what a person does for a living from what they wear in the barn, they really aren't wearing barn clothes. Every day, we experience a glorious metamorphosis as we come home, shed [our] clothes, and put on ones that make us real. Like Spiderman donning his hero garb, we feel rejuvenated and powerful, ready to take on any task. . . .It's important to note that barn clothes are almost always recycled (or more properly, 'repurposed'). This is why horsepeople love secondhand stores and garage sales. . . the stains, smudges, and tears don't ruin the clothes. They're the battle scars of barn life. They add character to the clothes--and the person wearing them." Good job, Bob-do you think he knows Lynn?

Good news! Weather permitting we are taking those fat boys on a ride on Friday. I can hardly wait.