Monday, April 6, 2009


Getting ready for bed, Sarah sometimes makes fun of the fact that my underwear often matches my t-shirt. "Look who matches again."

It's not on purpose, at least I don't think so. Most mornings I get ready in a thoughtless haze. The last thing I'd worry about is matching my underwear. It could be subconscious, but, really isn't it more likely just a coincidence?

Tonight I realized that my undergarments not only match each other, they match my bedtime book as well.

Good grief.

5 comments:

Louie said...

I have made this the background on my computer.

Young said...

Gross.

Anonymous said...

haha, my underwear matches my t-shirt as well! But that's just in case I have to bend over and my ass shows...

Chip said...

Appropriate placement for a book about the Peanuts.

Arnie said...

I was wondering how long it would take for someone to mention that.