Christopher Gets Dressed

It is cold.  Very cold.  Despite the fact that it seems like only five minutes since we were last wrapping ourselves up like Michelin men just to venture outside – we’re back to putting on loads of layers before we can begin the outside chores every day. 

I perhaps shouldn’t share this with you reader, it’s not a pretty description, but I feel I must include you in the realities of our winter day.  Watching Christopher dress this morning was alarming to say the least.  Not that I usually spend much time watching Christopher get dressed – it isn’t on my top ten of exciting things to do – I was just too cold to get out of bed this morning and he offered an amusing diversion while I stayed huddled under the duvet. He started by putting on his socks.  He always does this.  I think it is weird.  Who puts socks on first?  If there were a sudden need to evacuate a building – would you want the emergency services to find you just in your socks?  No!  Knickers at the very least – surely?!  Anyway – I digress….Christopher then followed this with pants, long-johns, and T-shirt.   Ok – so you get the picture, this look isn’t designed for sex appeal, just warmth. He then complained that his long-johns are too baggy and keep falling down and asked me – deadly serious – ‘do you think I should wear my pants over my long-johns to help keep them up?’.  I didn’t humour him with a reply.  I think my facial expression was enough to suggest that I would run, or perhaps even sprint, to the divorce courts if he pursued this as a good idea.   Having abandoned the thermal-superman-look he paused – thought for a minute – then put his jeans on over his long-johns, pulled them up about as far as they could go, and fastened his belt way too tightly.  God help me.  I am married to a man who seems to be taking style advice from Simon Cowell.