Showing posts with label Hubby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hubby. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Bow ties done three ways

Here are photos from Hubby's wardrobe.  Who knew that polka dot bow ties could be so versatile?

The Nutty Professor

Indiana Jones


That's Bond, James Bond

Thursday, December 9, 2010

I'll take a bite of that

Today I took it on my shoulders to be the official food taste tester of the family.
Taking my responsibilities seriously, I had to taste test hubby's dinner

and his dessert too.
Both safe.  Phew.  Now he can eat.

Friday, December 3, 2010

How you doin' good lookin?

I never leaf through a copy of National Geographic without realizing how lucky we are to live in a society where it is traditional to wear clothes.  ~Erma Bombeck

It's that time again.  Here are some highlights from hubby's wardrobe:

Sunny greetings

Uber Prep



Rugged and Ready

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Pre-Thanksgiving Day Limerick



There once was a turkey from Michigan,
Who feared he'd be lunch like his brethren
Come Thanksgiving Day
He shouted, "Hooray!"
His owners became vegetarian.

~ Pink Stripey Socks and Hubby

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Hope you have a wonderful time feasting, chatting, laughing, and resting.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Sticky reminders


I stick these brightly colored babies around the apartment.  Now,   

hubby gets fed,

I get fed,

and Charlie gets fed.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

If Mr. Rogers owned a haberdashery

my hubby would probably have shopped there. Another week, another series of quirky outfits involving one comfy gray cardigan.   

 The School Boy

Graphing actuary
 

Country driving
As always, thanks for stopping by, virtual neighbor.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Thrifty professor

I love seeing my hubby dress up for work.  He's got a great eye for fashion and seamlessly mixes second-hand and new items.  Here are four of my favorite looks: 
 
(A) Stripes Galore

(B) Classy Nerd

(C) Preppy Quirk

(D) Autumn Ready

Can you tell which items are second-hand? 

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Durian in Michigan?

A couple of days ago my hubby spotted these lying on the ground.

Looking up, he saw a tree filled with these mysterious fruit.


They reminded him of durian, a spiky green fruit that smells like gym socks mixed with turpentine.  Durian in Michigan?  Seemed a little strange, so I puttered around the internet.  According to this website these fruit are called Osage oranges (aka hedge apples, horse apples, monkey balls, and brainfruit).  Osage orange trees were originally planted to act like fences. Some say the fruit also repels insects and pests. 

So there you go.  Case closed.

Friday, November 5, 2010

How do I love thee?

Today my hubby and I are going to visit a new thrift store.  I love thrift stores.  I love hunting through items.  I love finding interesting items.  And I especially love seeing how little everything costs.  When I'm at the thrift store, I'm not a shopper...I'm an explorer, an archaeologist, and a treasure hunter. :)  Move over old ladies, there's a new thrift store shopper in town. 

So, inspired by my love of thrift stores (and the great poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning), I've written out this poem proclaiming my love. 

Oh thrift stores, how do I love thee?  Let me count the ways.   
For inside your stores, I have oft stayed.
I love thy rows and rows of clothes,
Browns, Purples, Pinks, and gold.
I love thy jewelery counter, covered by glass
Where pins, earrings, and necklaces are stashed.
I love thy shoes, oft hidden out of sight
Where gingerly I place my left foot and right.
I love thy pottery, dishes, and knickknacks,
Furniture, purses, and other bricka brack.
And lastly, as we are in the season of fall,
I love thy coats, mittens, and scarves most of all.
With all these possibilities, with thrift stores galore
Verily, I am becoming a happy clothes whore.


~ Pink Stripey Socks

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Admire the beauty!

My hubby recently showed me a book of different math proofs performed through pictures.  That's right, no words or numbers neededWho knew it could be done?  Here's one that I sat pondering awhile. Then, eureka! I got it.  And now I tell you, dear reader, admire the beauty! 


Sum of Cubes:   (Solomon W. Golomb)
13+ 23+ 33+…+ n3 = (1 + 2 + 3 + …+ n)2