Monday, July 1, 2013
Brian has returned from a few more days off, and rather than be bothered by selecting a new tie from his armoire or closet or dresser, he grabs one off the floor, recently worn. It is the deep blue and creamy white stripe from 25 June. Certain I would see a few dog hairs clinging to it, I walked to my television set and peered critically at it during a tight shot, my Dollar Store reading glasses held tight to the bridge of my nose. Nope. None. At least he did us that favour.
Brought to Life by Nance at 11:50 PM