I’m wearing my son’s old T-shirts. Actually they are not the old, just slightly worn. His mom tells me he wore them a little and then for some reason decided they weren’t cool enough. If you saw Michael, 16, and I standing next to each other you’d find it hard to believe I could be wearing his discarded shirts. He and I are both about 5 feet 8 inches, but that is where the similarities end. Michael has broad shoulders, a thin waist and can’t weigh more than 130 pounds. I look at lot younger than my 39 years, but don’t have great shoulders and weigh considerably more than 130 pounds. His preference for loose fitting T-shirts is my gain and another hit against the economy. I thought I was going to have to buy new T-shirts to wear on weekends and after work. Now I have a closet full.
But it still seems strange wearing his hand me down clothes. Shouldn’t he be wearing my old clothes while I get new ones?
Let me know what you think?
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39 years?????
It usually is the other way around with the parent handing down to the child. But I guess you can look at the situation as a credit to you that you can fit into his shirts.
Oops.
Elizabeth caught a small factual error in my last blog. I just turned 40. Sorry.
Ralph,
You must be having an issue with your fingers constantly slipping on the keyboard since you are typing the wrong keys/numbers.
I confess. It's not a slip. I'm not telling the truth about my age. It's tough to be 41.
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