So, to start off this post, C-bone can officially never call me a label whore, as when I was visiting her, Jen, and Mike yesterday, I picked a t-shirt out of the trash, and am now wearing it. The t-shirt is pictured above on my body. YES, I did wash and dry the shirt before placing it on my body. I am not that nasty. (even though I did give a homeless man a drink out of my wine bottle, something none of my friends will ever let me forget!) I was emptying the garbage in the laundry room of Maryland Court, and was amazed at the amount of clothing that people throw out. These are college kids, which usually by definition are poor and will wear just about anything. But here were t-shirts, socks, and an amazing amount of underwear. While I did not pick out anymore clothes (except for some socks that I stuffed in the crack between the door frame and the wall, thereby trying to stop the below zero air from blowing in, which Mike and I suspected caused the drains to freeze up), it still amazed me. There was even a green thong in there. Why would you throw out a thong? Maybe I am just sensitive to the issue, as many of my articles of clothing are second hand, via thrift stores, friends and family, or my out and out taking them. A quick check of my outfit right now offers 1. My trash t-shirt. 2. My sweat pants ( which I NEVER wear outside of the house) were my grandfathers, but he died, and now I have them. 3. One of my socks was his also, I think I actually bought the other one. Indeed the other shirt I was wearing today ( it was kind of like a sweatshirt) my sister gave me because her husband didn't want it anymore.

So that's about it. Jen, Mike ( if you read blogs) and C-Bone, thank you for the wonderful day yesterday. I had a very good time. Also, and amusing anecdote. When I told my mom we were hanging out and watching TV she said " Oh, are you watching the game?" to which I responded " No! We are not that kind of people. We're watching "What not to Wear"."

Well... I suppose.....