Rain Boots Make Poor Sled Brakes

Like a lot of places in the U.S. right now, we have more snow than normal. That’s as good of an excuse as any to use our sled.

Out we trudged into our powdery four inches of fresh snow. It was cloudy bright, so I was wearing my Jacki O sunglasses and my coat with the fur on the hood. Wait! I must digress for a moment and tell you about my “foxy” coat.

I got it many years ago at TJMaxx. It’s a quilted, hip-length camel-colored coat with a fur-trimmed hood. Soon after I bought it, my then boyfriend (now husband) and I were going somewhere on a plane and I took it with me. I had been praising the fantasticness of my “foxy” coat ad nauseum. Seriously, I thought I was ready for the runway.

At one point during the flight I had the coat in my lap and the tag was viewable. Since we were bored and packed into the seats like sardines we couldn’t help but notice the tag and what it said at the same time…100% genuine raccoon. Holy POOP!  The cool factor of my coat plummeted – along with my ego. EEEEEW! Okay, hindsight is 20/20. I should never have bought or been excited to wear something made from fur. But for some reason, I never got rid of it. So today I donned my raccoon cocoon “foxy” coat and we went sledding down the big hill on our street.

I have some new cute black boots, but they aren’t waterproof, so instead I opted for my platform, plaid rain boots. After a few sledding runs with the kids, they were ready to go inside. So we put them in the house by the window to watch us, and my husband and I walked up to the very top of the big hill to sled one time together. (You know, to show ‘em how it’s done).

Woooosh! Man did we go down fast. We were laughing and feeling extra alive when we realized we were a teensy bit out of control. My husband was smart enough to use his gloved hands to slow and correct us. Me, not so much. In an act of supreme brilliance I let down my platform rain boot heels in an attempt to slow us down. Swoooooooooosh! A big puff of powdery white snow was now spraying us both in the face and I was too busy shaking my head and spitting out snow to tell my brain to tell my legs to pick up my feet. We finally puffed to a stop at the base of the hill and my belly hurt from laughing.

And THAT, kids is how it’s not done!

So today’s tip is – rain boots make poor sled brakes. (AND all moms look foxy in roadkill!)  Anyone else enjoying some snow?


3 Responses to Rain Boots Make Poor Sled Brakes

  1. Kathy Alred January 10, 2011 at 6:50 pm #

    Heather…….Hilarious. I have a mental picture of you and Bert…….too funny.

    • Heather January 10, 2011 at 8:25 pm #

      Thanks, Kathy! And thanks for reading. Hope you are staying warm!

  2. Amy January 11, 2011 at 8:50 am #

    Nice, H. Wonder if the kids are too young to be embarrassed by you guys yet? It will come eventually! :-) Love you guys.

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