As I said in the wee hours of the dawn, this is my 65th birthday. I did have a present. I have said on facebook and to friends off-facebook, and on and off listservs and blogs, that this term I'm exhausted from teaching 3 sections in a row and my back and feet kill me (I complain a lot). About 3 weeks into term I began to give up on all shoes, and when I get into class I regularly take off my shoes and put on my ballet slippers. Today I was late to the second class, and instead of easy shoes (like loafters or pumps) I had leather furry boots with a zip to get off my feet.
I had to tug in front of them all. Embarrassed, I said something or other about winter being here and how wet it was. Well one girl said, "Dr Moody, I think you're just like Mr Rogers." And then another chimed in, "Yes Dr Moody sometimes you remind me of Mr Rogers!" I of course take this in the best spirit as a compliment and said in reply, "Well I even have a Henrietta Pussycat, only her name is Clarissa pussycat."
P.S. The pictures are very like my shoes. I bought boots just like that but grey in Macy's, and today I had leopard skin slippers with me to match my brown skirt and top. I took the images from Macy's site. The admiral has promised to install a iphoto my computer and then I took will be able to take photos with our camera and put them on the Net.