During the sorting and trying on, this conversation ensued:
B: Why do you say these pants are nicer than my pants?This is the man I married. Now, whether size 42 dress pants can even be tailored (reconstructed?) to fit a size 34 waist is debatable. But we'll find out since tailoring is a whole lot cheaper than new pants (and what would Brian say if he saw the non-sale price of a pair of high quality men's dress pants?), and Brian hasn't gotten any new work clothes for a couple of years.
S: Because they're wool, and high quality men's dress pants are made with wool.
B: Oh, yeah, you once wanted me to buy a pair of wool dress pants for $80 when I could have bought a pair of polyester ones for $30! Crazy!
I am thankful for this man who makes me laugh.
I am thankful he let me sort the ties. Most of them are pretty out of style and were placed in the discard pile, but now I am thinking of making a Christmas tree skirt with them (is it wrong to make a Christmas decoration with a Jewish man's ties?). Or remaking the seat (it's broken) of an antique children's rocking chair someone gave us (a different one, Dyanne). What do you think? Maybe there are enough for both?
And I am thankful for a husband who is so finance-savvy that he got us each Five Free Dollars this week! Don't laugh. Every little bit counts.
Did you see the #lookleftrightnow tags last week? I love that kind of thing, and when I saw it I happened to be sitting at my desk (one of my favorite places in our house) that I had just straightened it up a little. Of all the fortuitousness! So, I brazenly asked Lizzi to tag me, and then Sandy graciously did too, and here was my pic.
Wait, I can't find it. Weird.
But just the night before, I had been sitting in a chair in my living room (the one soon to be decorated with swirls of pink nail polish and has since been recovered--yay, me!) and looked up and thought, "I love this view. I love what I am looking at and just how much personal stuff there is to see from this angle. I am so happy with the way this part of my home is decorated."
And here is that pic:
I love Stuff. My version of decorating is sensory overload. I'd make a terrible Buddhist. I love my worldly things.
So, there are the rest of my thankfuls. All the old furniture, the plants Brian keeps alive, the very apparent existence of our children through their creations and play. All the handmade stuff. The color (especially once I get around to painting the living room).
Oh, and to be greeted with this in the morning? Priceless.
Your turn! Let's hear 'em!
A Fly on our (Chicken Coop) Wall, Amycake and the Dude, Considerings, Finding Ninee, Getting Literal, I Want Backsies, Mother of Imperfection, Rewritten, Thankful Me, The Wakefield Doctrine
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