Yes, going to a graduation up at Davis next weekend . . as you know my youngest son Brian is graduating. Don't ask me what I'm going to wear now, I thought I had an outfit all picked out . . . I was actually going to wear a dress for the first time in a long time . . I've been working out and feeling good about myself, but my kids only know me in pants when it's a special occasion. Being a career woman for a long time and working the majority of that time with men, I always wore pants. I was so excited to wear this dress, took me forever to find one that I liked, until Davey, my oldest came in my bedroom and seen it hanging on the closet door and said, Mom, you're not going to wear that . . are you? I'm not the type to really listen to anyone or would bother to ask someone their opinion, but when my kids tell me something, why do I question myself, why? What . . am I going to look like an alien in that dress . . will I stick out in a crowd and look odd, who cares . . but I do when one of those kids of mine say something to me.
Well, you know those old "reliables" the "uniform"that we have hanging in our closet, black pants, black tank, lavender cardigan, black boots and my old faithful pearl bracelet and earrings, I guess that will do. Talking about karma . . . I remember doing the same thing to my Mom . . too funny!
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