It’s Monday. Busy day at work today, but no school this week, so my evenings are free to spend with the Mrs. Here’s what’s going on:
I wore a pair of madras pants to church yesterday. While there, I fielded my fair share of smart comments from my fellow parishioners.
But I kept my head held high, secure in the knowledge that madras is “in” this summer. And I was proud that I had beaten this madras and seersucker fad by a full two years, since I bought these pants and a seersucker suit in 2005.
Which should tell you that I am a keen trend-spotter. Or that I have looked like an idiot for the last two years.
Anyhow, Wife and Son took off to the grocery store after church and followed me to my closet to get changed. As I opened my closet door, Daughter pointed to my pants and asked:
“Daddy, are those your pajamas?”
I’ve found another song to which I can not stop listening. It’s weird how many times I’ve listened to this since I downloaded it on Saturday.
It’s called “Stolen” by Dashboard Confessional. It’s got a lot of brooding, teen-angst appeal to it and, like I said, I can’t make myself stop playing it.
I’ve been given a Thinking Blogger Award by Toni at In the Midst of This Season. I’m very grateful to Toni for the nod and will likely get my nominations up in the next day or so.