Yes, I know Halloween is over. I just wanted to show you the orange t-shirt that I wore to the gym on Halloween morning. It is a shirt that I stamped black cats on, well over twenty years ago when my girls were small.. My fellow workout buddies couldn't believe I still had it. Which led to a discussion of things we keep....Not exactly solving the world's problems...our conversations...but they are always lively.
I commented that I always saved anything that could be used as a costume (never know when I may have to outfit Tom). I told them I still had my *work shirt that I painted in 1975. It was a fad around here (Houston) to sew lace on a work shirt and paint it. The girls from up north (nice way to say Yankee) had no idea what we were talking about. I owned a beach house at the time...so naturally I painted a beach scene on my shirt.
I also told you recently that I am not a beer drinker.... so I suppose you are wondering what this crab has in his claws. Beats Me? :) Janey* called a work shirt because these denim shirts were sold in uniform shops..a place that sold work clothes.