Everyone is allowed a SANE number of comfort clothes. One battered Tshirt and a chamois shirt that you've given new life too seems like a good number. I have at least 5 tshirts that hide in my closet and will likely never be worn again... but I'm a pack rat. Also I now am in need of tea and honey... I might make some for my sick fiance also. We need to plan to see each other, or bear or Don, so that I can get you your fudge. Mmmmm Cinnamon Fudge!!! Tastes like coffee rolls!