Ugly Sweater Day @ Sandpoint High

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  Arpie on December 18 at 11:48 a.m.

  My son wore one of my favorite sweaters today. sigh!

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  marmitetoasty on December 18 at 11:53 a.m.

  I knitted my tosser X an Aaron Jumper once, but got carried away with the sleeves and they ended up 8 inches to long so I thought I would shorten the body to make up the wool difference but that ended up to short, it was the funniest jumper ever…… I think it ended up as a cat blanket in the end lmfao

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  brentandrews on December 18 at 1:14 p.m.

  I could go on and on. All my sweaters are ugly. No man should ever wear a sweater - nobody should wear one, after the age of five. But I do. They’re just so cozy. I have an ugly brown sweater, an ugly green sweater, an ugly maroon sweater, an ugly black wool turtleneck sweater that shrunk over time and became what Honey calls my “Belly Sweater” because it exposes my midriff. I’ve been forbidden from wearing that one if I want my wife to continue to think of me as “a man” and “attractive.” I have, goodness, let’s see, a mock-turtleneck ugly green cotton sweater that is old and sags here and there; an ugly blue cashmere sweater from my brother-in-law, that was starting to get balls before he let it go to me … yet still I wear it. I’m telling you, there is nothing softer and warmer than that ugly blue cashmere sweater!

  If Honey left me or something and I found myself in the “market” for a lady, I’d probably burn all my sweaters.

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  Mariannel on December 18 at 1:53 p.m.

  The day did not go as planned nor as we would want it to go.

  When I arrived at the school bright and early, I was met at the office by the assistant principal, a former student of mine. Dr. Tenuto told me I could not sub for my sister because I had not filled out the forms for the school district nor have I been finger-printed.

  Although I found this hilarious, I totally understood. For them to bend the rules on my account would have been nice because I graduated from that school, taught there for 33 years and now have a son and a sister teaching there.

  And, I was a felon way back when I was five and stole the neighbors’ mail. So, my record is squeaky clean ever since I reached the age of reason.

  The school district, however, has every right and obligation to reject me as a sub because I haven’t gone through the proper channels required of everyone else entrusted to our young people.

  So, it was funny, ridiculous but imperative to them to stick to the rules, even where an old goat like me was concerned.

  The day turned more sober. My sister’s horse had to be put down. It’s their third such loss in the last few months.

  We joke about the geriatric ward among Tibbs Arabians but know that days like today will come. My sisters care for their horses to the point that some observers say “they take better care of their horses than most people do their own kids.” And, that is an understatement.

  So, on this day when I could have been back in a classroom, I was glad to be rejected and to have had the opportunity to be with my sister as she said good bye to a good friend.

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  Cindy_H on December 18 at 6:14 p.m.

  Life is too short to wear ugly sweaters.

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  Escapee on December 19 at 12:16 a.m.

  Sweaters make my skin crawl.

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