Saturday morning, I stole an hour away to go thrift store shopping. They were having a sale, and Henry really needs some 6-9 month clothes. On the way out of the store and into my car, I heard a tear. Uh-oh. I am wearing my favorite jeans. The ones that are so soft and comfortable, that I continued to wear them, even with a hole in the knee. I had to wear a knee brace anyway, so the hole didn’t make too much of a difference (rationalization). This latest rip, though, was in the back, just under the pocket. Yikes. … Continue reading →