I've been neglecting my blog again. Sorry. I should have some posts stocked up to run while family visits and we go camping and I get too busy to write, but every time I write a new post I have to put it out there. It's a compulsion that I have.
Here's a quick little one just to keep some of you happy and not wandering off to someone else's blog about moose and stumbling through a cold life in AK. But if you do want to read about someone else's life in Alaska, check out Gullible's Travels. She is a Sourdough, while I am a mere Cheechako, so she actually knows what she is talking about.
I'm a thrifty person, I like to think. Or perhaps frugal is a better word. It sounds much better than stingy, tightwad, or in my case, just calling someone Dutch means the same thing. Sonny Boy played baseball this summer and the first place I went was the good old Salvation Army to look for cleats. I'm not really big on spending a bunch of money on something that he only wears for a short season. I found these for him for 3dollars and 50 cents. It was the best money I've ever spent. He wears them everyday. Sonny Boy can bust through shoes like nobody's business. I don't know how he does it, but usually after a month of having a pair of shoes he has ripped through the toe and the sole is tearing away.
They make baseball cleats a bit more sturdy.
I wonder if they would frown upon these in school? They might actually survive the whole school year.