I almost forgot the best part of yesterday! First, I have to tell you about Christmas Day. We were at my uncle’s and his step-daughter, who I guess technically is my step-cousin was there. Is there such a thing as a step-cousin or can I just say “she’s my cousin”? OK . . you know . . she was there too . . whatever relation or NOT she is to me.
I had put on decent clothes. It was Christmas Day. Vince came out with sweatpants and a T-shirt. I swear . . it looked like a pair of my sweatpants. I said “NO! Please put on better clothes. It’s Christmas Day!” Nope . . he liked what he had on. Not only were the sweatpants too small . . they were new and they were some clearance special and I can see why. They were so totally electric blue.
BLUE!
Honest to goodness .. I did not throw them away but I haven’t seen them since Christmas Day!
OK . . back to yesterday. Vince had on a T-shirt . . the kind that has all the writing kinda painted on the wrong side. Brand. Size. Washing instructions.
We got to the vet’s office and he took Rita over to the grassy area to go to the bathroom. I stayed in the car til they were done . . bad knee, you know! I looked across the way and there it was . . all the writing on the back of his shirt. Wrong side out! My first thought was “thank goodness no one else is out here to see it!” When they were done, I got out of the car and met them. I looked closer and yep, there were all the seams on the outside. Before we went in . .
Me: Vince, you have your shirt on backwards!
Vince: What difference does it make?
Me: Vince! You can’t go around all day with your shirt on wrong side out!
We walked in and I said “Go to the bathroom and put your shirt on right . . PLEASE!”
He did it. I was just cracking up while writing this. He said “What’s so funny?” I told him I was writing about his shirt. He said “I don’t know why it made a difference.”
The truth is .. he really doesn’t understand why it mattered. I guess it didn’t but I’m thankful he switched it for me.
Erin says
I am sitting here laughing out loud home by myself as I go through that here with my hubby… even to the point of having to sneak in his closet to get the clothes and wash them as he doesn’t think they are dirty enough … as he is getting older it’s just hilarious …
Mary Crowther says
We need pictures. Lol! I am imagining the famous Green T-Shirt. I bought my DH a very bright shirt and was shocked when he put it on to wear to his family gathering.
jean says
I went to Lowes and then Walmart last Thursday, and then went to get some tacos for lunch. While eating a lady come by me and said do you know your sweater is wrong side out? Of course I didn’t and even hubby hadn’t notice. Some items are hard to tell if you don’t look for the label. I just chalk it up to being a old lady lol.
Joyce says
It’s a man thing…if I had my shirt on inside out, I’d be horrified–unless there was some giant dirt spot I was trying to hide! 🙂
Amy (Waunaknit) says
Just wait until he retires….you can look forward to those conversations probably every day. ;0)
Carol says
Oh I hope I run into you and Vince sometime when I’m in Abilene at the same time at Sam’s!
Bon says
I’m just sitting here snorting, I’m laughing so hard.
Susan says
I had a child like that! I let him pick his clothes, and I let him wear them however. I figured if others made fun of him and it bothered him, he could always turn it around or turn it right side out. I don’t think he ever did, but as an adult, he usually has them on right. LOL Vince is so funny. Isaac Asimov had a saying Vince would like. “A difference that makes no difference IS no difference.”
Rebecca in SoCal says
I made my husband change his shirt from a cheap red “polo shirt” (T-shirt with a collar) to a button-down (long sleeves!) when we went to a nice restaurant for my birthday dinner. He didn’t understand what difference it made, but did it for me.
It’s a good thing Vince has you to look after him!
Kathleen says
Our daughters got my husband new fleeces for Christmas, hoping he’d retire his old ratty ones. Nope. He doesn’t get it that he looks like a bum most of the time. I’m not a fashionista (far from it!) but I do have my limits.
Nancy says
I think our husbands are related. If they were the same age I would say separated at birth.