It seems that moms have a way of knowing when their little boy is really a girl at heart and helping us along. I cannot thank my mom enough for allowing me to wear her sandals and kitten heels and even giving me some of her shoes.
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It seems that moms have a way of knowing when their little boy is really a girl at heart and helping us along. I cannot thank my mom enough for allowing me to wear her sandals and kitten heels and even giving me some of her shoes.
Ha, ha, ha! I used old technology to restore Mom's drawer. I wrote down a 3-D map using pencil and paper, not something many are really adept at using today. Technology has dumbed down our primal brain. After I put everything back together, I "shredded" the map by ripping it into small pieces and flushing it down the toilet. In retrospect I should have figured out a better sheading mechanism. Blocking up the toilet with incriminating evidence would have been a disaster.
I never did get caught, or at least wasn't confronted with my misdeeds. Now that I'm older and wiser, I wonder if mom had suspicions, but not enough evidence to make an arrest. My mom usually had a neatly arranged lingerie drawer with everything neatly folded. Once, I was home alone and was making my weekly foray. The lingerie drawer was in an unusually messy condition. My first thought was that I was going to need advanced mapping skills to put the lingerie drawer back together. My second thought was that is was a trap of highly organized chaos. I decided it was a trap and walked away without toughing anything. I've always wondered ...