The Wonderful World of Wendy


Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming - WOW - what a ride!!

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Don't blow our cover!

Steve asked me this morning what I was planning on wearing, and I said I thought I would wear my skirt all day instead of just for dinner. I am wearing silk long johns underneath and my boots, so I feel like I am in pants but look tres chic...err, molto bella...no one will ever know. Steve says shoot, he wanted to wear jeans today. I shrugged and said, we have a good thing going here, you're going to blow our cover! So I hope the grey flannel shirt he is wearing with grey slacks, look British enough. I saw another gentleman in a patterned shirt at breakfast...but he was Asian, so I don't know if we are in the clear or not.

Don't get me wrong - I was correcting people at first, Americana (Americano). But now it just seems easier to let it go... Posted by Picasa

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