This morning I was celebrating wearing the first pair of real pants -- you know, with buttons and zippers and a waistband -- that I've had on in longer than I can remember.
I was showing off to Jeff, who said, "That's great honey!" He then added as lovingly as he could, "But your zipper's down."
Shoot.
Must have forgotten how to do all that in the last six months.
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HA! At least you have a great hubby who lets you know when the barn door's open. :)
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