BEAR OR BARE WITH ME

You see, I can't find my pictures anymore. There's some kind of glitch that won't show me, only tell me by number. I took a guess, looking for a picture that I had saved that showed a pair of jeans with a torn out knee. That is my topic today.

Of course what appeared is a nice cactus flower. Unless I can rectify my inadequacies in technology that may be the future of my blogging. Get an idea from a picture, try to find it, if I can't write about it anyhow.

I really should be walking now instead of blogging. It's early morning and somewhat humid for Arizona, but it should be a scorcher today so exercise may be put of till manana for me.

But the jeans.

My last pair of purchased (boughten some used to say in SoIL) had a tear in the knee. They were expensive Polo jeans, but that's the price you pay for styling these days. Now why that's the style I couldn't conjecture. But it helps my childhood image because I was always wearing a hole in my jeans.

But Mom sewed them up or patched them, never quite as cool as a neighbor mom's circular spider web pattern. I pointed those out once to my mom, but she wasn't too impressed. But we only wore our "holy" jeans for the duration of the day. Then they went to the sewing or laundry room until we could look good again.

So you'll have to excuse me if I'm not too fond of my new jeans. Well-made, washed and washed a thousand times before being sold, at least they have that kind of comfort that my childhood stiff as a board jeans never had. The only advantage to them was being able to stand on their own after wearing.

Another recent purchase of mine was a fitted St. Louis Cardinal baseball cap. I got it in Cooperstown, New York. Our son was with me. I promised him I would never wear it backwards unless I was catching in an old-timer's game. I'm afraid I'm just not that much in vogue.