Here I am in my apron. I had to make this one...the only place that I can find aprons is Lechter's and the one near me closed down. I call it my Edith Bunker apron. You know, it just occurred to me that I could be older than Edith Bunker. I already know for sure that I'm older than Ethel Mertz. OMG...I'm older than Ma Walton, Ma Ingals, June Cleaver, Mrs. Brady and Hazel. Shit.

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