I Do Some Shopping.

For some stupid reason, over the two weeks, I have managed to get bright red magic marker on three different pairs of my work pants. In one instance, I made the mistake of putting one of my markers into my pocket without putting the lid on and leaving it there for a couple of hours. One of my kids says, "Mr. B., are you bleeding or what?" I look down and there is this huge red spot all over the front of my pants. Doh!

The other two pairs, I don't have any idea, but they have red on them as well. I tried washing them. Didn't work.

So today, I took some of my hard earned pay and went to the local thrift store, my haberdashery of choice. I found two nice pairs of Dockers for a total of Nine Dollars.

But wait, there's more.

John Cochran (my cohort in crime in the announcer's booth at the home football games and the history teacher up the hall) and I have decided to secretly start wearing floral patterns on our shirts on Thursday, just to see if anyone notices. I already have 3-4 nice floral shirts, but found three more this afternoon, all on ridiculous sale, for amounts like .99 cents and 1.50. I like 'em! One is bright pink with blue flowers. You'd have to see it.

I think I will wear it on Thursday!

Anyway, my total bill for two pairs of Dockers and three nice Hawaiian Shirts (and one nice Eddie Bauer Polo Shirt): $14.95.