Thursday, October 2, 2008

Such an old man...


I am constantly teasing my husband that he is such an old man. He loves to talk about the weather, watch Wheel of Fortune, and go to bed early. He's an 80-year-old in a 25-year-old body.

Nothing illustrates my point quite as well as his comment last night. He went to pick up his tuxedo for a wedding we are in this Saturday (he's the best man, I'm a bridesmaid). The dressing rooms at the tux shop were being remodeled, so he had to try everything on at home. He pulls on the pants and says, "Hey, adjustable waistband. I wish all my pants had this!"

I cannot make this stuff up.

I must have stood there for the longest time, laughing so hard my stomach hurt. He's so funny sometimes, and he really doesn't mean to be.

By the way, he actually DOES have a few pairs of "adjustable waist" pants. They are his work pants from Dickie's, seen here.

Secretly, I sometimes wish my pants had an adjustable waistband. Lucky men.

No comments:

Post a Comment