In high school a group of us dubbed ourselves the She-Woman-Man-Haters Club ala Little Rascals. We would wear black as if we were in mourning. I am not a big fan of the holiday so it was fun to protest in my own small way.
Now that I am married (to the best man ever!) I still wear black... it just looks a little different...
I love you Kenny... and yes, I am wearing that shirt to work today ♥
2 comments:
Okay, now for the 3rd time! :) Blah, blah, blah...way to keep tradition alive. (I've totally forgotten my really creative comment from a 1/2hr. ago...) Cross your fingers hope this works! :)
Sorry for the scarsam in the last comment...I was having trouble getting my google account to work! :)
Post a Comment