This is not the most exciting photo in the world, but I needed an Exhibit A. And I used "shape blur" in photo shop to try to blur Doug's underwear to try and reduce the "too much personal information."
But we're replacing our windows in our house--partly because of the vicious cedar waxwing attack of days gone by, and partly because the IRS is allowing this nice energy tax deduction. Anyway, the installer from Lowe's came out to do the detailing, the measuring of our windows before ordering them.
Imagine my horror, after he left, when I realized I had my own underwear on the clothes line in the yard! (Remember, our clothes drier has given up the ghost, but we haven't replaced it yet--the drier, not the ghost.)
Well I certainly couldn't compound MY mortification by posting a photo of MY underwear, as I pondered my error, could I? And Doug is such an agreeable sort. . . .
By the way, if you check out the last comment of my post on July 1st, of another of my confessions in which I shamelessly stole Scott's words, you'll see that I've been busted. He tells me to prepare to meet him in court.
You know what this means, don't you? It means, I'm going to see my son!!!! (I can't wait!)