Dear Lisa (aka Goat Yoga Lisa),
You are a great friend. One of the best. Not only do you play Bingo with me, write guest posts, and let me stay in your house all the time, but you also loan me your husband.
Well, Rob loaned himself, really.
And it truly was a shock to all of us hanging out in your living room.
When I said I needed a dress to wear to do the weather* because the chroma wall hated the one I brought, you said you would go with me.
But then Rob piped up and said, “I’ll go with you.”
You, Gunner and I swiveled to look at him. Silence. Two eye blinks each.
Me: “Wait. You will go DRESS SHOPPING with me?”
Rob: “Yeah! I’ll go.”
Maybe it was the wine talking. He vinoteered.
Or maybe he is jealous of all the blog space devoted to you.
Or maybe he just wanted to hang out with his pal Beth.
He might have regretted it in the morning. But then I brought him bacon in bed. (That sounds way saucier than it was. You were there. You made the bacon. You suggested I take it to him.)
He might have regretted it when we got ready to go. But then he filled a to-go cup with wine for fortification.
He might have regretted it when we got in the car. But then I put the convertible top down and fired up a great rock playlist.
Rob seemed to be having a good time in the store. This was his first selection:
Thank God he was just joking.
Then he suggested a housedress with a belt. Ha ha, very funny.
We headed to the fitting room with three contenders. Rob, the fitting room lady and I unanimously chose the third option.
We were in and out of the store in 15 minutes. For real. He was in shock.
Rob: “It’s like a blur.”
Me: “You didn’t even finish your wine.”
Rob: “I was just sipping, but now I don’t need to.”
We did have to stop by the CVS on the way home. But Rob even helped with the ridiculous receipt.
We were back at your house just 30 minutes after we left.
Me: “Thanks for the date!”
Rob: “It was fun!”
Me: “Did you actually just say it was fun?”
Rob: “Yeah, it really was.”
I’m pretty darn proud of us.
To my additional astonishment (that Rob — full of surprises), he really took ownership of the situation. After my segment in the early newscast, you told me he said “his” dress looks great.
Then Gunner sent me this message:
And then the man, the myth, the dress baron himself weighed in after the later newscast:
So, I give thanks to you for the loaner spouse, and loads of thanks to Rob. He’s like my hubs away from home!
See you when I’m back in Savannah.
Love to you and the super shopper you married,
Beth
* I can’t believe I’m still filling in at the TV station after all these years.
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