Moccasinful

I got a pair of moccasins for Christmas from my awesome Uncle Jeff. And let me just say that I didn't understand moccasins until shortly after Jesus' birthday, Aught Nine. I thought they were ugly, and this particular pair went against my lifelong vow never to own a pair of Uggs. (For the record, they're not Ugg boots, so I technically haven't broken my vow.) Then I put them on, in all of their sheep-woolly-awesomeness. The only thing that makes me sad about these shoes is that winter can't last long enough. This leaves me with two very serious questions.

1. How can moccasins be so awesome?

2. Why didn't anyone tell me before now?