All Else Confusion

Well, actually, it's one spur, hanging from my rear view mirror. I've inherited the spur from my sister who was married last weekend. She's married now, so she couldn't keep it.

I don't remember who started it, but once upon a time, there was a single woman with a spur and Gene Autry:

I've got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle
As I go ridin' merrily along
And they sing, Oh, ain't you glad you're single
And that song ain't so very far from wrong

When that woman got married, she passed the spur on to a friend. And, that friend in turn passed on the spur, and so on until it was passed to my sister. And, now I have it. The badge of single womanhood. I hope one day to pass it on in turn.

But, until then I plan to enjoy it!