It's Monday morning and the weather has been beautiful the last few days - cool in the mornings and warm in the afternoons. I'm feeling really good because my college football team, the Kentucky Wildcats, had a big win on Saturday. They beat their conference rivals and 10th ranked South Carolina. It was the first time ever that they beat their coach, Steve Spurier, after 17 losses going back to the days when he was the head coach at Florida. He's an arrogant kind of guy (and a good coach) so it felt especially good to beat him finally.
     The last several weeks I have been looking all over for a pair of cropped pants, my favorite pair. Initially I thought they were in the wash but I did all the laundry and no sign of them. Then I thought maybe they got mixed up in the closets and were with my husband's clothes but I looked several times and couldn't find them. Then I thought maybe I'd left them somewhere on one of our trips so I sent messages to see if I left them behind and even checked the camper with no luck. Then I decided to do some house cleaning which included the guest bedroom. This is the room that we use to pack and unpack for trips and we keep a sheet over the bed to keep the bed spread from getting dirty from our luggage. I decided to wash the sheet since it'd been a while. Guest what I found under the sheet . . . it was my cropped pants of course (and a pair of shorts). Now I doubt very much I would have covered up clothes with the sheet but who knows; there's only one other person who could of done it but we all know he is perfect. 'Nuff said.