When I get a kilt, I'll get one from Rocky or Barb. They're the experts, after all.

My wife can do pretty much whatever she sets her mind to (what a package! Brains, beauty, body, talent, and intelligence. And she looks 25. I won't tell you how old she really is, but our oldest son is 20. Thank God her judgment is so bad that she could fall for me)

I'm hoping to get that charcoal tweed jacket and vest too.

Hey, it's almost black.