I was reminded today of a formative moment in my elementary school years. The banning of clogs.

I think what brought it to mind is the recent banning of silly bandz, those annoyingly cheap marketing wonderments. I wasn't really having a problem with them in my classroom, as I told kids, "On your wrist or in your pocket, or they belong to me," but there was really no need for them in school either. So, gone they are, for now, or until the next fad comes around.

In my elementary school, which was a four story building mind you, our principal banned clogs. It was the 70's and they were wildly popular. I wanted them badly, and my mom, knowing my complete lack of coordination and grace, said no. Now that I sit on the mom side of things, I am betting my mother did a little happy dance when that notice came home in my folder. It was her "out," her way not to be "meanie mom," but to simply follow through, and enforce the rules established by good old Mrs. Gordon.

Clogs are back in fashion now, as they have been a number of times since I have become a money earning adult. I have bought many a pair and have never quite attained clog nirvana. Never has a pair felt as good on my feet as my youthful desire for them felt deep in my very soul. Who knows, perhaps it is time, once again, for a quest for clogs.

Good thing I have health insurance.