Want to take a guess? This PE shirt belongs to Matt. Matt who is always meticulous about his clothing, thinks preppy is the only way to go, changes clothes at least twice a day...sometimes more on weekends, and thinks wearing his tux is an absolute treat. So, I am wondering, what do you suppose happened to this shirt in PE on Friday? Note: if this had been Alex's shirt, I would not have even batted an eyelash figuring it was all in the course of his day...but Matt???? Where do you suppose the other sleeve could be, and how do you suppose it came to no longer be attached to the shirt? Living with guys never ceases to amaze me.
The Hoo game with MSU was a disaster disappointment...the season appears to be going downhill, but I think we can salvage a bit yet, don't you?
I'm having a little free time while Mark and Alex are over at Mass. And, I know it is Sunday, but being down all those days caused the laundry to pile up to panic level, so I am doing "emergency laundry" as it will be an emergency if I don't get it under control very soon. (Perish the thought of people having to use a towel more than once before laundering, you know.) Actually it feels rather good to be washing and drying and folding and whatnot. I have always found a certain satisfaction in perfectly folded laundry stacked in the laundry baskets waiting to be placed hither and yon in everyone's dressers and closets. I think I just may need to face it: I am June Cleaver. I live with Ward and Wally and the Beav. And, you know what? I like it. A lot. I am happiest in my home puttering about doing the simple things in life. Now...about that shirt...guesses...anyone????