Retirement...

Today is a monumental day for me. My definition of ulitmate comfort is a gray hooded sweatshirt. My affair with gray hoodies started in college when I stole my boy roommates plain, gray, kangaroo pouch, oversized sweatshirt. I wore it everytime it was clean and did so for five years. I finally retired it in 2002 when I was pregnant with Kyndra... only because J.C. Penney's was having a sale on, you guessed it, gray hooded sweatshirts. I have now worn that Russell sweatshirt for five years and yes it was time, while I was struggling, to shop for my new comfort clothing. I guess Tony sensed my distress because when I came home this was sitting on my bed...