Over at Neatorama (one of my favorite places to visit) they found that Gerbe, one of the French's leading hosiery makers, is now making a line of pantyhose for men.
I'm pretty sure husband has been wearing these under his pants every day this winter. Except he's been telling me they are silk long johns from REI. I am so gonna hand him a bottle of clear nail polish and tell him he has a run in his stockings tomorrow when he gets dressed.
And if you think me unkind, realize that this is payback for Friday night. I slaved over a crock pot all morning making a rump roast with a super special onion soup mix gravy. Husband walked in the door that evening and announced, "Oh my God the house smells like a urinal. Seriously, like a big stinky public bathroom urinal!" and starts flinging windows open. Bon freaking appetite Lou! (Lou is our secret pet name for each other, short for Loser with a big finger shaped L on your forehead. We toss it around with malice and affection, the stuff good marriages are made of.)