DH was sitting on the porch glider with a beer in hand when I rode home today. "You got a package today from California," he said.
Ooooooo!!! My September SS package had arrived! YAY!
Like a kid at Christmas, I dropped my bike, gave the DH a quick peck on the cheek, and tore in the front door for the package!
Thanks SS! I love it! (but I did wait until I was showered and not sweaty before I tried on the t-shirt!)