Lately I have had a bit of trouble with my garb. I've lost 20 pounds so I'm in the process of having my shirts and pants altered. Last week I decided to wear to church a pair of pants yet to be adjusted. I was miserable and expressed such to the congregation. I felt like I was wearing curtains; the pants were so big.
Today?
Well, I thought I had it all lined out. I chose a pair of slacks I particularly like; sort of a gray and black tweed. With my white shirt, tie, and blue blazer....well I look pretty sharp!
I came into the office and sat down at my computer. It was then I noticed I had a patch of white frosting on my pants. Odd, I thought, I had toast for breakfast.
It was not frosting, folks. It was a large hole where the moths had held a barbeque. Do I change or not change? No...I'll wear them anyway. And then I had a sufficient idea! Why not take a black pen and dot the white spot to fit into the pattern. Wa-la! Looks good for a bad situation.
Magic markers....really are magic!
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