|not our back yard!|
Well, maybe he didn't notice. Yeah, right. Try this one.
This morning same deal. Except we go to lunch in a nice restaurant and walk around the grocery store. Just now I realize my shirt is on inside out. The inset pockets are definitely on the outside. Now don't you think he could have said something?
Should I kick him to the curb for not ever paying attention to me?
It is no wonder I buy yard after yard of material and run off with my friends on quilting weekends in the country and Quilt shows in Houston. It is no wonder why I spend my day with the dogs in the yard and sewing machines in the studio.