I wore all black this week because I am in mourning for my summer vacation – and because I just love wearing black.  I think I have, like, six black skirts and about a dozen different pairs of black pants.  I don’t know how many tops.  I could potentially extend my mourning period through the month of September just for the challenge of it.  But I don’t think I will.

My grandmother used to hate seeing the old widows at church all dressed in black.  She was a pearls, pink crochet cardigan, and pastel floral dress kind of girl, so I know she wouldn’t approve.  In 1996, I was hired as a long term substitute.  At the end of that first school year, I had to go through the interview process all over again when the other teacher decided to retire.  I wore red and black (the school colors) every day to work until it was confirmed that I had gotten the job.  Fashion themes are fun!  Go Bears!