Was feeling rather down the last day or so, couldn't really put my finger on it. Something just was not right in the world. Kinda felt like when your just in a funk.

Had to go out, and was still in my "jam-mies" (gym shorts and tee shirt) thought what the heck...dug out the cube O' kilts and fished out my Buzz Kidder. Put on a Golf polo, the Kidder and a pair of green crocs and felt better.

Went and ran the errands, by the time I got home was feeling pretty positive. Worked on some paperwork, got some stuff cleared off the desk, made some phone calls, got a new phone in the mail to replace the last one that exploded and by 5:00 was feeling right with the world.

Watched the rain roll in, gloried in God's creation, decided to pull the motorcycle out and take her to the quarter car wash. Washed the bike, rode home (kilted ) and made some meatball subs for dinner. My son asked me what I was so giddy for!

So in the course of a little less than eight hours I went from grumpy to giddy, all from wearing a kilt! Who knew........? Better than Prozac! Faster too.

Of course I may have been suffering withdrawl symptoms