One other thing, from yesterday. Sweetie and I stopped for pizza on our way to Target at a new place that opened up. We had heard that one of the owners was the chef that ruined our previously favorite place by getting fired.
I was dressed in red, white, and blue converse hightops, a pair of my old, tight boy jeans, because I haven't yet replaced that part of my wardrobe, a sports bra, Harley tee shirt and souvenir Ocean City, NJ unisex hoodie. I was also wearing just enough subtle makeup to hide my shadow.
As we finished the waitress said, "can I get you ladies anything else?" Made my day!