Where do you think you're going in that get-up?

Answer: Why, out to run errands on Saturday morning, of course!
Blue wind pants.
My new diesel pseudo-tennis shoes.
Pale green t-shirt.
Gold Scarf.
Blue Jacket. (One of the buttons reads, "Shut up and Dance," which I suggest one try from time to time.
My daughters would be horrified.
Luckily, I was wearing sun glasses so I don't think anyone at the Post Office or UPS store recognized me.

Here's the best part. The jacket back.
Hell's Satans--Homer Simpson's motorcycle gang if you must know.
Paddy, thanks for leaving me the best addition to my wardrobe. Ever.



Waiting for: Meghan's baby to be born
Drinking: Chai tea
Not eating: Fritos. I've given them up.