I do know that yesterday, Monday, August 6, was one of the most pleasant days one could possibly hope for, weather wise. BBBH and I rode the scooter around the countryside, simply drinking in the gorgeousness of the day. Before returning home, we stopped at the supermarket so that Beautiful could pick up a few items in anticipation of visitors who will arrive tomorrow. I sat outside on the salt bags watching people moving about their business. It was not always a pretty sight. Two women, old enough to know better exited the store in their raggedy Daisy Dukes (please stop that), one of them oinking like a sow at the fair, the other giggling uncontrollably at her pal's antics.
Two young men entered the store in their extremely grubby white tanks and filthy camos. I, looking for the good, excuse this on the grounds that they may have been charged with the responsibility of picking up a few groceries on their way home from work. I've been there myself.
Orange t-shirt, five foot five, one-ninety, gets the ramp out and lowers the power chair from the back of the van, wheels it around where Mrs Orange t-shirt, also five foot five, one-ninety, boards the chair and the pair enter the market. They could have been twins, but probably not.
Cuteness in a filmy, summer print dress the hemline of which falls a full five inches above the knee exits the store on four-inch heels. Nice outfit; but she is quite possibly twenty years past the wearing of it with any real grace.
But just who died and made me the Fashion Officer of the Day? No one. Leave the people alone. I'll never tell them how silly they look. But please know that the holes in my jeans are quite the fashion statement!
Meet the Author
Tomorrow, August 8, my sister, Verla Lacy Powers, will be signing copies of her novel, Child of Desire, at Midwest Coffee Roasting Company Coffee House, 1621 West Spencer Avenue, Marion, Indiana, from Nine to Eleven in the morning. That's Spencer Avenue at the Bypass in Marion.