While I was taking a shower this morning, getting ready to run some errands with Sarah, she asked if she could pick my outfit. I said ok. She said, "Whatever I pick is what you have to wear, every bit of it and nothing else. OK?" That made me a little wary, but I agreed, mainly so I could shower in peace.
What awaited me when I got out of the shower? Black dress pants 2 sizes too small (don't we all keep a few "skinny clothes" in our closets, hoping someday they'll fit again?), a red fleece Mickey Mouse pullover, white athletic socks, underwear, and no bra. I couldn't button the pants, but thankfully Mickey was long enough to cover that fact.