And on the Other Hand, She Wore a Glove…

This quirky title comes to you thanks to my husband’s Grandpa Tony.

Grandpa Tony passed before my time, but in the fun stories of him, I’ve heard this saying repeatedly.

I’ve never quite understood it, yet I love it at the same time.

Some days we go and go and go…and then something makes us stop and think, “well?” (and this is where the saying comes in)…on the other hand, she wore a glove.

Now that I’ve put that in your head, you’ll never say “on the other hand” without thinking “she wore a glove”.

You’re welcome!

I thought of this saying this morning as I was looking at the post from yesterday and the lack of likes and responses.  I smiled to myself at the epic failure of the blog with only one respondent, however…then I realized…on the other hand, she wore a glove.