I know, I know. I really should leave it alone. But it was just too funny not to mention. Recently at the gym there has been a very elegant lady, probably late 60's who wears the same thing every time she comes to the gym. That's not too unusual, but it's what she is wearing that has me chuckling. Imagine this.... a beautiful cream polyester blouse, long sleeved. Stone washed blue jeans that have been cut off at the knee,(frayed hem showing) running shoes and socks and to finish the look; nylons! Although it cracks me up it is nothing compared to my Mr. Man. That is what I named him. This cute old man wears a polo shirt, track pants and suspenders to hold 'em up. Too funny. I think that's part of the deal when you get old... you have to dress like a fuddyduddy. Hmmm... I wonder what I'll wear.
Will and I met twenty-one years ago in high school. We dated for about two years, and then Will served a mission in Texas, and I went off to college. Soon after he returned home we were married in the Salt Lake Temple. Seventeen years later, we have five fantastic kids, one on the way, and a completely crazy life that I wouldn't trade for anything.