Thursday, March 6, 2008

He may be colorblind, but he's mine

Since March is DVT (deep vein thrombosis) awareness month, Chip has a lot of early-morning functions at the hospitals in his territory. This means early nights for both of us, but only early mornings for Chip. Love that! Anyway, I don't know if I still have a bit of jet lag or what, but last night I was sacked out by 9:30. Which is why when Chip showed me the shirt and tie combo he wanted to wear, I didn't really look too hard, much less put on my glasses. I'm blind as a bat without my glasses, but what Chip was describing to me sounded good -- a blue windowpane dress shirt with a gold tie and his new brown suit.

Fast forward to this evening. I'm going through the mail in the kitchen, when Chip walks down in what can only be described as a somewhat matching but oh-so-wrong ensemble. He has three different blue windowpane shirts and I don't know how many gold ties, but he managed to pick the two that totally don't work together. Of course I laughed, and of course he protested that I told him this outfit was okay. He was a good sport about the whole thing, and I should have stopped when the snorting started, but I couldn't resist the urge to take a picture. The second I grabbed my camera, the tie came off faster than you could say fashion faux pas. He did a great job of blocking my attempts at getting a shot, so alas, I have only words for you. Apparently he doesn't want a repeat of the haircut post. Wimp.

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