With my wife working late this evening I decided to cook supper so it would be ready for her when she came home. While the food was cooking on the stove, I decided to go out on the back patio for a bit of fresh air. The lady next door was also out on their patio. She see me in kilt everyday, and always says hello if we happen to be out at the same time. This evening, when she saw me, she pointed at me a doubled over at the waist in laughter.

I was wearing my Scottish American tartan that she always says looks so nice, so I checked the back of my kilt wondering if I had tucked the pleats into the waist - nope. Then I looked down at the apron to discover multiple, blue and white imagines of the Pillsbury Dough Boy, chef's hat and all covering the top half of the kilt apron. Well they sort of matched well with the colors of the Scottish Saltire that is part of the tartan. I had stuffed a dish towel into the waist of my kilt while cooking and forgot to take it off before going outside. If I ever do that again those little guys better be playing the pipes!

Darrell