Never let your husband dress you.

Umm...pick out your clothes.
I never made it home before I needed to go get my cousins and stay with them last night. Dan brought me some work clothes. Which would have been fine because he was supposedly writing down what I was asking for, but apparently he wasn't all that awake. So, when he got to my cousin's house and handed me my stuff I tried to be very gracious and thank him and not freak out, well, he brought me the pants I asked for but the not the shirt, and he brought my contact solution but not my contact case or glasses.

Well, I asked him to bring that stuff with him when he went to work and I would just go pick it up. Now, I am at work wearing black and dark grey plaid-ish slacks that have a dark(royal) blue stripe in them and a turquoise/almost sky blue sweater. Feeling a little insecure about it but at the same time find it a little endearing. Cute that he couldn't tell that these two things don't go together at all.

So, I'm getting lots accomplished, my desk is almost caught up, my office is almost organized and I feel and look a little silly. It's a good day.

Hope yours is as good as mine.