Back in my primary school days if someone said 'so what?' a common smart-alecky retort would be 'sew your pants.' And that's what I did this weekend: sew your pants. My husband's pants, to be precise. Here's an exchange from a few weeks ago that led to this exciting development:
Husband: What are you doing? Me: Blogging R's dress. Husband: What about those torn pants I gave you to mend a year ago?Are you going toblog them too? Me: Well, yes, I think I will.