I'd argue that warmer is not necessarily better if they get wet. And big toe spaces are also good for winter, helping with the warmth issue.

I love my sorrels. They're not sexy, but Thayer warm, waterproof, and like walking on sofas. I got introduced to them on an outing club in college, and were from the general supply for kids like me who didn't have the right gear. They were two sizes too big for me and ended up not giving me a luck of trouble hiking up Frankie's Pass

I don't know what these "cinnabon delights" are from Taco Bell, as I don't think I've been to a Taco Bell in years, but they look delicious in the commercial.

They are warm, sweet crack. Save yourself. Don't go near them.

The good news is that my mother pointed out that both my rain boots and my snow boots crapped out in the past month, so I can totally keep them both! Once I try on the non-Bogs again for warmth.

I'm down to my hiking boots. I feel you pain. Except you have no more pain and I'm waiting for my laces to bust. Need to up that on the priorities. Warm ceases to be warm when wet.

Go boots!!!

Had my annual review. I am fantastic. I "set the standard" for others in our group. AND I meet expectations. No exceeds this year. For a year that included "voluntary" retirement and layoffs, I'm not going to fuss. But I did tell my boss that I am already aware of some project challenges coming up this year and if I can figure a good way through them, I'm going to push for exceeds cause it will be a fucking miracle. He agreed with that goal. Now I just need to figure out how to put that in corporate goal speak.

I cam home after our meeting and promptly took a nap from which I just awoke. So now I'm trying to get the nerve up to check e-mail and see if anything blew up while I slept.

You are fantastic, Suzi! Good one.

I'm down to my hiking boots.

Yeah, that's where I've been since last week. It could be worse, except for the wet calves.

Home from the doctor with nasal spray, a prescription for Z-pac, and stern orders to "Take it goddamn easy, Jillian. I know you, you've been trying to take care of everything and everyone. AGAIN."

Yeah, my doctor knows my patterns.

Yay, Suzi!

My coworker loves her BOGS, and we get much slush here. (I'm already seeing ads for BOGS all over my internet.)

I actually found myself annoyed with the big handles, as that was less height that I was protected.

Ah, should have put my "born & raised in San Diego" (so very little knowledge of actual practicalities of winter boots)disclaimer. I just thought they were awesome because sometimes when I'm pulling on a pair of newer, not broken-in yet fake-Uggs, I'd happily pay money for something like those handles for wrestling them on.