Greetings Gentlemen,

Last Saturday I decided to wear my kilt out for lunch with my grandmother and son. My grandmother hadn't seen the kilt yet and just couldn't stop calling it a skirt, but I can overlook her mistake. :-) Lunch went well and on my way out I ran into a long time friend. We chatted briefly and he remarked how nice the kilt was.
From there I had to drop by a Home Depot store to pick up a new mailbox. I was a little unsure how the folks in the store were going to take it but once again everything went well with just a few awkward glances.
Everytime I wear my kilt outside the house it makes me so glad that I made the decision to get it in the first place. Even my wife is coming around to the fact that it is here to stay. We are going tea shopping next weekend and she asked me to wear the kilt on our outting.