Purple...
I've been out of pocket for a few days due to some issues between my sweet bod and the mild chemotherapy I'm on; but this fabulous filly might have been down (on the couch/bed) for a minute or two, but never out. Know what I was thinking about today while I was enjoying my escape to the outdoors?... Purple. Yep, the color purple (no, not the movie), and a remnant of the little ditty that says something about "when I am old, I will wear purple." Then I remembered my almost visceral reaction to a purple cane when I was shopping for a new one on Amazon. The idea kept trying to come forth that purple cane was translating to something much less than sophisticated, but also "ancient and creaky." Myself immediately said to me, "Oh, hell no. Well, let me say that I will own that particular hangup -- my issue, entirely. If someone chooses purple because she/he truly likes purple, who am I to look askance and mutter? So, go forth and do pur...