Several weeks ago I ordered some Girl Scout cookies from one of the girls up the street. She came by to deliver them on Tuesday. I've been wandering around the house in my PJs with my drains pinned to my shirt and didn't really think anything of it when I answered the door.
I gave her the money for the cookies and she handed over the boxes and then she said:
Are you working on an art project?
It took a minute for me to figure out what she meant then I realized the drains looked like some sort of artists tool belt. I had to laugh and tell her they were for my surgery and then I apologized for not covering up.
Here's my groovy art project: