I take a walk everyday, me and my cat-cane and a hat. The whole idea of the hat kind of tickles me, because I was always of the strong opinion that hats did not look good on me, as I did not have a Hat Head. #spooniegotissues
Many years ago, when I was working for Alexander and Alexander in Melville, I admit to being somewhat envious of my supervisor, Denise Frobey, who always wore a hat with her power suit, and always looked frankly fabulous because she had been blessed with a genuine Hat Head. I wear them now for the utterly utilitarian purpose of keeping the sun off my face. While Denise looked sharp and professional, I look like Farmer Green-Jeans.
Sheryl's spouse, "Steampunk" Gary, and my son's partner in cosplay crime, is featured in the photo as well. There must be a lot of good humor in that house. God bless them, and their hats, and don't forget to check out Sheryl's blog.
So you were wondering what is a cat-cane? Well, since I have to walk with a cane most of the time, I wanted one that would occasionally make me smile.
An Ira cat is sitting just above the orange tabby, and that always makes me smile. Thank goodness for Amazon.com.
I am sitting on the front steps, a nervous wreck as my cousin undergoes surgery. The Pan de Mico is in the oven, I'm drinking iced coffee, and it is late enough in the day that this is now officially a residential neighborhood. I should be relaxed but I am worried. Please keep those prayers coming, I know they will make a difference.