In talking with a buddy at work about us ordering a couple hats together to save on shipping, he asked how many Ivy Caps I already owned. So tonight I put on my favorite T-Shirt (appropriately silk screened “Bar Habor”) and counted them. E-l-e-v-e-n, that is if I got them all gathered up. “Hello my name is Tim and I have a problem”….
7 thoughts on “The Hopeless Ivy Capper Daily Cap (236)”
It’s not just your problem, Tim. It’s a genetic “tic” running through the May boys!! Don’t feel alone – you have support from your two older siblings. :o)
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It’s not just your problem, Tim. It’s a genetic “tic” running through the May boys!! Don’t feel alone – you have support from your two older siblings. :o)
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Hey Bec…It’s yet another thing we are competitive over, huh? :)
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The more telling indicator of your ‘problem’ is the answer to this: How many Ivy Caps does FGs Lincoln have?
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Angela, remind me to return your group support hug next week…he has only one at this time. But don’t you know I took his head measurement today…. :)
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I understand that the 1st step toward recovery is to admit that you have a problem :)
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Thanks for the chuckle this morning Mona. You ought to see my Fedora/Indiana Jones-style hat collection….oh geez! I do have a problem :)
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:)
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