The weather has turned bringing a slight but annoying chill in the air. Mind you, its only annoying because it is not YET October and I refuse to wear a coat (or socks) until the month turns. So this am, I dusted off the black sweater vest or "svest."
I sat there and looked hard at it. Suddenly a Hamlet-like apparition of Elaine appeared in my walk in closet behind me, bathed in gloomy pink light with brown fog; sporting an intense Medusa scowl and waving a finger in warning like the Oracle of the Delphi. "DO NOT make me humiliate you again for wearing that svest," the spirit cautioned me. "BURN IT. BURN IT NOW and don't think such vile thoughts again."
I exchanged the svest for a dual-zipper, high thread count cardigan. Ah, that's better. Thanks, Elaine.
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