I bought an apron.
Now, before you shake your head and move on to something and someone more interesting, let me explain.
I come from a long line of 'Apron Ladies'.
My great grandmother, grandmother and mother and in due course, myself, were the Apron Ladies. The first thing these three ladies did after rising in the morning and donning their clothes was to wrap themselves in a generous apron before starting in on their days duties. Not just any old apron would do. All aprons came to their owners from under the industrious needle of grams treadle sewing machine....Singer, of course. Those aprons were a thing of beauty.....enough cloth to cover the widest cook, a comfy halter with a long looped tail hanging from it through which passed the apron strings before they were tied....took all the pull off your neck. Rick rack trim for prettiness and always, always a hankie pocket. All of us apron ladies had sinus problems. Just sayin'.
I haven't worn an apron in years. Too fat. They make them pretty stingy these days. But, yesterday I was in HomeSense and stopped at the apron rack. Years of tradition tugged at my heart strings. I tried one on. It fit. I bought it. I'm officially an apron lady again.
But.....it's nothing near as nice as Grams. Maybe someday I'll find an apron made to the old pattern that she used and I'll buy a dozen of them.