When I realized I was going to need to wear skirts because of my broken ankle I was depressed–I don’t have OWN any skirts.

However, a txt conversation with Jeri made me realize an awesome pair of boots would ease the sting of the girlishness of skirts. As I was drooling over the selection at Dr Martens and deciding precisely how to tell Michel he was going to be required to go out and find a pair of boots for me (I had three pairs selected, in order of desire that it looked like he could find at a local store) the amazing, fabulous and wonderful Jeri sent me a “gift certificate” for some Dr Martens boots.

To be honest, I almost cried. Sometimes when you’re feeling your lowest, someone does something so unexpectedly wonderful–something that will remind you of that wonderfulness every time you get dressed to leave the house–it’s impossible to remain miserable.

Thank you Jeri. Your kindness and your generosity will be remembered every time I put my boot.