When my kids were young, I used to wear a pink dress shirt to business meetings. My older son asked me why I did wore it and I told him that it takes a real man to risk wearing pink. Kind of like Johnny Cash singing about a "boy named, Sue."
If TheEnglishMaster can own up to a watery substance, I suppose I can as well. Just picturing her preparing her traditional tray for her annual hot tub ritual, I experienced the same. When we learned how she'd been misled about Ryan's fate, I was blubbering. I held my comment to the story to, "Wow" because it was all I could get out at the time.
So, it wasn't just you, TEM. |