Hello everyone. Um, I had a slight emergency so haven't had the time to chat to you all or write anything this weekend. Fortunately, my other post actually mentions all days of the week, so I might yet get away with this.
Anyway, things are a bit less hectic now so I wanted to tell you about Friday Hats.
Friday Hats is a tradition David started when he moved in with me that fateful Friday many moons ago. He had returned from a five month trip to New York to find his girlfriend didn't really want him living at her place anymore. Being the gent I am, I offered him the spare room for as long as he needed to get himself sorted. He spent all of moving day grumbling and wearing a Yankees baseball cap backwards.
Never one to be left out I found a particularly excellent pink trilby in the back of my wardrobe and wore that (um, the trilby not the wardrobe) whilst grumbling about, oh, I don't know. It could have been anything. Moving day was fun. Then we drank a lot of beer.
Anyway, the next Friday I came home from work to find David in his cap and I had swift enough reactions to catch the trilby that was flung at me. We wore hats, we grumbled, we drank.
Now this has become nearly a weekly tradition. We miss some weeks if we don't feel that grumbly and grumbling is restricted to Friday Hats only. It's actually very therapeutic. If anything's realy bothering me I can now put it out of my mind until Friday Hats when I am free to let rip. Of course, we outgrew our pink Yankees and there is now something of a competition over who can wear the most outrageous hat. Oh the fights we had over whether a tiara really counted.
David's gone to Japan for a couple of months now. He'll probably bring back an amazing hat.
A tiara definitely counts. It's the very best kind of hat.
Posted by: Cat | Sunday, 15 July 2007 at 19:06
Friday hats should be law.
Hope the emergency wasn't too nasty.
Posted by: Angelalala | Sunday, 15 July 2007 at 23:42