I wear a lot of black…


I like black.  It’s easy, “slimming”, hides the dirt.  Dave gives me a hard time about my “goth” wardrobe. 

 Today while I was folding clothes, putting my black clothes into one pile, and my very practical, white undergarments into another, I commented:   “hey, look, my underwear is  white”. 

Dave’s response:  “That’s the one thing I would like to be black”. 


About Sandie

A little background: A mother of 3, two boys and a girl. Married young to a good man. No longer young, but he is still a good man. Grew up in the suburbs of Minneapolis, lived several years in small town Alaska, spent a couple years in the city of Madison, currently residing not too far from down town Anchorage. Drink a crazy amount of coffee. Fiercely loyal to my friends. Truly rabid in my defense of family. Beyond thankful that my God loves me enough to allow me to doubt and question.

3 responses »

  1. Whatever happened to orange?
    Or my new favorite–yellow–all my baby girl’s clothes are turning yellow! (Just kidding!) (from breastfed baby poop, ok, i know, gross!)

    Excuse me, gotta go change another one. . .

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