Monday, February 27, 2006
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood
I am starting to behave like Mr. Rogers. I have my little corduroy jacket that I wear to work and out and about. When I get home, the first thing I do is remove the "work" jacket and don the "leisure" jacket, a red comfy fleece. I believe Mr. Rogers had a sweater that he liked to don when he arrived back at the pad. I also have a shoe removal ritual where I take off the work boots and put on the leopard print, fuzzy slippers. This will all change once it stops being so freakin' cold outside, because I won't need my fuzzy fleece and slippers anymore. I just need to make up a little song I can sing for the changing of the shoes and jacket. Of course Mr. Rogers didn't work a 9 to 5 job. He was just out doing some errands, so he wasn't worn down and grumpy from the daily grind. But I wonder why he wore a suit?
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I always wondered why he came by for a visit & left again so soon. Whose house was that if not his own? Did he have a secret lover or something?
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