Getting ready for Pennsylvania!!!!!!

So, here I am packing for the trip. I can't find my sorrels, and I know my feet will get cold when Liz and I are standing around on Gobblers Knob in 20 degree weather waiting for Punxsutawney Phil's Prognostication. So, I call my Dad to ask if they are in his front closet. "yes" he says. "I wore them last time it snowed". Hooray!!! So, I drove over there to pick them up... He had them sitting out for me. These are not my black sorrels, FYI, they are some early 80's moon boots. Somehow, though, this seems like it was meant to be. The retro 80's moon boots and a trek to Gobbler's Knob for Groundhog's Day. Like peas and carrots.