Apron Lady

A Gift From My Soul-Sista

 

I’m beginning to feel like the old lady with a thousand cats. But, what could I do? My soul-sista, Sandy, saw this number and immediately thought of me. Have I grown such an obsession as to create others resorting to supporting my habit? Gosh, I hope so. Because, frankly, I really like aprons.

Happy To Be Hangin' Out!

 

You, know…I can’t recall Kaukab ever wearing them. I’m not sure why? I think I’m going to have to ask her, next time we visit. You may wonder, ‘Why not just ask her the next time you talk to her?’ As reasonable as that question implies, it wouldn’t allow me the full measure of Kaukab’s response. So much goes into it. I want to be present to feel the full brunt of her words. Plus, I’ll be rewarded with bonus Kaukabisms just for asking, what will surely be, a ‘stupid’ question. Trust me. I know what I’m doing.

In the meantime, I shall enjoy my new addition. I might even wear one in Kaukab’s honor!

This One's For Kaukab! Clink!!