shocking pink (m)

Saturday.  Two graduation parties.

My husband and I go to WW together.  I'm down 1.6 pounds (must be the bike ride with Sam on Friday).

First graduation party is our next-door neighbors.  Starts at 2 p.m. We clean the garage all morning so I feel good.  I shower and change.  Go through my closet and see black, black, black and black.  Wait...a pair of white pants.  I put them on.  Not bad.  Next I go for a bright pink linen shirt.  I put that on.  So not me, but it's not black.  I decide to wear it.

Get to our neighbors house late.  We live next door, yet we're late.  People have come from all over the state and we're late.

My neighbor, S, the pretty former cheerleader comes to greet me.  She's stunned that I'm festooned in such bright colors.  Joan, the busy mother of three whose house sits appropriately enough at 12 o'clock on the cul-de-sac (she doesn't miss a trick on the street), leaps over a chair to greet me.  "I've never seen you in bright colors!"

Maybe this is why they call it Shocking Pink?