Yesterday morning as I was packing to go to San Francisco/Sacramento I threw in a pair of funky socks to go with my boots and jeans. These funky socks are courtesy of my friend Aaron who is the first straight man I met that could pull off sassy socks. I was so impressed with his swagger that I bought Tarzan several pairs for Christmas.
On the way to the airport I began my obsession that I forgot anything green. Oh dear, Grandma O'Haver will turn over in her grave, my poor mother will be so disappointed. That obsession continued until last night at 9 pm when I pulled out the socks. God Bless the green stripes - my own gold statue end if the rainbow!!
Happy St Patrick's Day!!