Wore my kilt for the first time on St Patty's Day. Not out in public, but at home.

My wife had the kids with her visiting her mom in the hospital (she's fine. she was only in for some tests.)

when she got home, i'm in the living room with my new SWK Irish National and the black sporran.

Came as a shock to her. (though i don't know why. i told her i wanted to get a kilt and she's always known i was nuts.)

She needs time to get used to it, i think. her words were: "You're not wearing that thing out with me."



Later she asked if i were planning on wearing it out, like to the store. to which i replied "Sure." that got a roll of those beautiful blue eyes.