Adam's a Lumberjack

I thought i had written a post about laundry---but it seems it might have been a Facebook status update instead. The summary version is that at the end of January, a horrific accident occurred (washing in luke warm water) whereby I inadvertently shrunk what i have been affectionately calling Adam's lumberjack shirts.

These were jackets we got on clearance from Target that were fleecy on the inside and various patterns of plaid on the outside (blue, green, mixed, etc). For weeks, they were all Adam would wear, combined with a camouflage color anti Pebble mine hat and hiking boots.

When i shrunk them, I honestly thought i would be sleeping on the sofa for weeks. Which isn't a bad thing, because he snores, but the "sofa" is a loveseat that even i am too big to sleep comfortably on.

He was actually more ticked off than when the dog ate his favorite hiking boots. Damn you, Target, and your clearance lumberjack shirts.

As an emergency back-up plan, i scoured the internets (yes all of them) and ordered the shirts again, plus an extra one for good measure. Happy Ayyam-i-Ha, babe (Baha'i holiday at the end of Feb). May you long continue looking like a "woodsman," as you like to say. *cough*lumberjack*cough*

This morning, however, Adam arrived to work in his usual state of un-caffeinated confusion. He took his lunch into the break room, placed it in the fridge, and noticed a Paul Bunyan poster on the break room door. My innocent, sweet husband *cough*, decked out in formal attire for a deposition, didn't think about it again until he got to his office, where the same poster was lurking.  Thinking there may be some hi-jinx occuring, Adam trekked out to talk to the women who rule the office.

As they emerged one by one, every female staff member was wearing plaid lumberjack clothes in honor of Adam's usual Friday attire. For the record, I adore these ladies!!!