Paris:
Seattle:
Dublin:
Provincetown:
Siena:
Traverse City:
Detroit:
Old Blue, my favorite hooded sweatshirt, was put to pasture this weekend. He'll still be assuming the role of "designated bonfire sweatshirt), but his deteriorating condition will prevent him from traveling with me anymore. I got a new traveling sweatshirt this weekend, who'll be traveling with us to Ireland next week.
Watch for photos of us in action!
9 comments:
Old blue hoodies never dye, they just fade away
Sigh.
But, but, but.
Well.
Gosh, this is hard.
Just tell me the decision was made between the two of you, and that it was mutually agreeable, and that there was no spousal pressure (she wouldn't, would she?) involved.
(I hate retiring favored fabric friends. It feels like ... betrayal.)
No, it was just time.
Cuffs are not supposed to have thumb holes.
Stay strong. Remember the good times, and know that Blue Hoody will always be a part of you...
My college marching band sweatshirt, which is now three times larger than it was fifteen years ago, begs to differ about the thumb hole cuffs, and just clutched my entire torso in fear she'd be next.
'There, there, red sweatie.'
I hope you're happy now.
She doesn't want me to ever come back here.
(Maybe I should start considering putting her into a home. She's getting a little clingy.)
Don't worry all, Old Blue isn't really going anywhere, he just won't be traveling as much.
My dog doesn't like long walks anymore, either. We just let him lie around then. This is similar.
I have a feeling you will bring Old Blue somewhere again. Maybe to someplace new in the distant future.
Wow. I kept unknowingly looking at the scenery in the pictures not even paying attention to what you were wearing. Then I read, "Old Blue, my favorite hooded sweatshirt..."
THAT made me laugh. :-D
Bonfire hoodies are the greatest, they smell like bacon, and we all love bacon, right?
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