Me and my sistas...the day of my farewell...fierce faces!
I openly admit that I am shallow. My latest obsession is ...what to wear to the MTC. When my brother died my first thought was what will I wear to the funeral? My sisters thought I was nuts. Maybe it's just a stress reliever or maybe I'm just overly concerned with things that shouldn't matter! Anyway, it is the last time my son will see me for two years. When Tom was called to be the Bishop I was very concerned about what to wear. I considered a short skirt or plunging neckline hoping that our Stake President would reconsider. Unfortunately, he knew me too well. When Evan reported to the MTC I had spikey hair and he begged me not to spike it that day. I complied. It's good when your kids are more conservative than you. Anyhow, back to the matter at hand...any ideas let me know.