Sometimes a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
So I decided I was going to venture out in public wearing leggings- even though I KNOW Colby has an extremely strong dislike for them. I was headed out for a girls' night of Bunco and thought I'd throw caution to the wind and wear what I wanted to.
Even though I'd have a 95% chance of Colby seeing me before I changed into pj's.
Well, sure enough, as I walked into Colby's parents' house to pick up the boys and give my hubby a kiss my hubby was less than pleased with my choice of wardrobe. (Perhaps I should have held on a little more tightly to that caution...) He had a hard time keeping a straight face and soon disappeared. After a while Tyler and I started looking for him. After a little bit longer Colby came walking in from the garage with the clipper bag in his hand.
Yes, this was my punishment for wearing leggings.
My response: Ewww.
The hubs says if I can wear things that he doesn't like, he can have hair that I don't like.