Years ago, Juanderlust's sister in law, Marsha, who is wonderful --
Let's just pause here and think about how nice it would be to be able to keep the families of former boyfriends in our lives. Juanderlust's family is fabulous. FABULOUS. (Explains why he is fabulous as well.) I lurved them. I miss them. If only there were some kind of in-law choice program that would let us keep those great people.
Cute little old Italian guy in a North End bakery in Boston.
Anyhow. At Christmas one year, Marsha gave me socks. Now, that family has a tradition of giving odd but useful gifts (I actually used the small clips and of course I still have the mega super-duper Swiss Army knife Juanderlust got me as a joke but was even better than the earrings that were my real present), but I still thought, "Socks? Socks?!"
"These are special socks," she assured me. They were the Good Socks.
And man if she wasn't right. Have you ever worn Thorlo socks? It's like you are getting a foot massage while you attempt to run a mile. They are the best socks in the world.
Just goes to show you can be a smart person in Cambridge and still be dumb as a post.
Well, my TJMaxx socks have gotten threadbare and seeing as my hobby as a gold-digger is spending SH's money, I thought I would buy some new athletic socks. The Marsha Thorlos have worn out after just seven years.
So I went to the google to seek more Thorlos.
They cost $12.99.
I can get four pair of Gold Toe socks from Target for $7.99.
How much are my feet worth?
What do you think? Do I get the Good Socks?