My 8-month-old even has a pair! My husband noticed this romeo love immediately upon his arrival in Forks. He joked that people probably even wear them to weddings. Silly boy, they are only acceptable at weddings if they are brand new.

Though all of his co-workers wore romeos, my husband still preferred his steel-toed boots. Sadly, one morning he couldn’t get his beloved boots to wake up.

They were gone. He ruled the death a homicide by my dog. I ruled the death natural causes from old age. Regardless, of who was right (me) or whose dog often gets unfairly blamed (mine) the boots would never walk another step.

They had gone to that big, leathery place in the sky. My husband was left with nothing but memories.

To help him with his grief, I purchased my husband some romeos for work. This was not an easy thing for me to do because I am extremely cheap and romeos are not.

I’m happy to say though the romeos did indeed mend the wounds. He admitted that romeos were good work shoes, but swore that he wasn’t wearing them for anything else.

Currently, my husband’s romeos are about a year old. They are nicely broken in, but not falling apart yet. The wrinkles are coming in strong as of late.

Sure, there are a lot of miles left but they’ve lost that youthful glow. They are definitely no longer acceptable at a nice event, such as the one that my husband and I recently went to.

As always, my husband dressed nicely for this event. Halfway through the night, I happened to looked down at his feet. He has nice dress shoes that he normally wears, but he wasn’t wearing them that night.

After all his jokes, guess who was wearing beat up romeos with slacks? Jim, that’s who! “Are you wearing your romeos?!!” I asked him. It was a rhetorical question.

I was merely mocking him. He grinned and said, “I can’t help it! They’re so comfortable!”

People joke all day long about Forksonites and the things that we do, but eventually, everyone comes around. I’m sure that it is only a matter of time before my husband goes to a wedding in riggins and a hickory shirt and says, “What? They’re so comfortable!”

I imagine that if the wedding venue is hot, he will even cut the sleeves off of his shirt … though I know that’s not exactly why you loggers do it. *wink-wink*

If you know the name of a good divorce attorney (as I’m sure I will need one now), or for questions or comments, e-mail me at christyrasmussen@yahoo.com.