This is the actual conversation that occurred in our New Orleans hotel room (fifteen minutes before we were supposed to go to a fancy restaurant that requires reservations).
Meredith, something is wrong with the pockets in these pants. Every time I wear them, I get so pissed. It’s like the pockets are fake or something.
Maybe the pockets are sewn shut. Sometimes they do that so they lay better on the hanger.
No, it’s not that. Can you just come and look at them?
I put my mascara down, and I went to look at his pants.
Shaun, I don’t know what the deal is. Maybe they just have short pockets?
I know. Why would they make pants like this?
Hmmm… What I want to know is, why do they look so flared? Did you buy extreme boot-cuts or something?
No. You bought these for me.
I did? They seem tight around your hips. Do they feel tight?
I don’t know. I wear them to work all the time, and they seem fine. It’s just the pockets that bother me. On the days I wear them, I just put my wallet in my coat pocket. But do you know what else is weird? They button backwards.
They button backwards? What do you mean?
He shows me how they button.
Shaun, are you sure these are your pants?
Yes.
I look at the tag in the waist band.
Shaun! These are my grey pants! I have been looking for them everywhere!
No way. These are my grey pants. Super Nanny washes them, and she puts them in my closet. And they are so long. You are so short.
No, Shaun. These are from Old Navy. They are a size 14. These are my pants. I get longer pants so I can wear really high heels.
Oh my gosh. Don’t tell anyone. Ever.
I won’t. I promise.
Meredith, I am serious. Don’t put this on your blog.
I won’t.
Apparently… my husband wears a size 14.
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Bawhahaha.
Bawhahahhahahhaha.
BAWHAHAHHAHAHAHHA.
Oh thank baby jebus you don’t stick to your promises and posted this.
I really needed a good laugh tonight.
AND another reason to yell from the rooftop – PANTS *ARE* BULLSHIT.
Hahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa!
PANTS *ARE* BULLSHIT!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
That? Is funny.
Bwahahaha!!! If it makes you feel better, my husband wears a size 12 dress. It was for a bet he lost at work. Or so he says.
Hahahahah that is great! I just had a crappy day, my four year old pooped in his pants (mind you he has been potty trained since two) he said he thought he had to fart… Nice right? And my husband decided that instead of helping playing on his ps3 was way more appropriate…. But this just made me laugh out loud… Thanks
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My husband did that once, too. Totally thought he had found an old pair of jeans. And LOVED them. Actually told me to look at his sweet ass in them. Which, of course, clued me into the fact that he was wearing MY PANTS.
Hahahaha! If only WE put on our jeans and told someone to check out our sweet ass.
Bahahahaha. I almost peed a little I laughed so hard. Or maybe it’s all the wine I drank. Or both. Probably both.
Just . . . . dies. Fantastic!!!!
I just read this aloud to Brent. We’re both chuckling.
bwahahahahahaha! **sigh** seriously thanks for posting this I have been in a leukemia induced funk with the Kid and this totally made me laugh, just what I needed.
That is freaking hilarious! I totally needed that laugh today!
Oh Meredith — only you could tell this story! I’m still laughing…wait till Don reads it. Shaun will never live this one down.
No! We can’t tell him it’s here. He will get mad at me. It has to be our little secret.
somehow (tho she is putting them away) a pair of her jeans end up with my clothes. I think she just wants me to wear them.
HYSTERICAL!!! My husband has worn girls pants too, several pairs – he loved how they fit – go figure. I saw them on him and said something was wrong. When I looked at the tags, the brand & size told all. He was dumbfounded and I still get really good laughs from that.
Best. Post. Ever. Thanks for the laughs!
now i want my husband to try on my pants, just to know what size he wears in womans.
I’m cleaning my computer screen now because I snorted coffee out of my nose!
Ha! He’s SO going to find out about this post. Maybe he’ll find out WHILE he’s wearing your pants.
OMG – this is HILARIOUS!!!!!!! If this happened to me I’d write my name on the tags of my clothes and make a big deal about checking them every time I got dressed. My husband would never, ever live something like this down!
I am SO doing this! Thanks for the great idea!
DUDE, that is hilarious!
heheheh. love it.
This is fantastic. I love ‘keeping’ my promises. Now we know what size to get him for xmas and birthdays though!
ahahahahaha, now that’s funny
I read this out loud to my husband last night, his exact words, “Please don’t ever start a blog.” BWAAHAHAHA
I will never be able to look at Shaun without thinking about him wearing ladies pants. OFTEN.
Hilarious.
Oh, I found you on Brit’s blog and you had me snort laughing. I’m a convert with the pants. My husband wears my t-shirts all the time. I cut him some slack because they are identical graphic tees, except I have mine altered for a more feminine fit.
I am not allowed to wear my husband’s shirts. He says I put “boob lumps” in them. I wonder if your husband is walking around with boob lumps. BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE AWESOME!
I just fell in love with you.
Lol….this is great! One of my ex-boyfriends did the same thing one time. He figured it out before he actually wore them anywhere though. I laughed till I almost cried imagining your husband wearing your flared dress pants to work while you wondered what the he’ll had happened to your pants! Lol.
Damned autocorrect on iPad….. HELL not HE’LL lol.
ROTFLMAO! OMG….this caused me to laugh out loud, louder than I have in awhile. My hubby Dan has done this a few times! So, tell your hubby to not feel bad, he is not alone. This was a great story that supplied me a much needed laugh. Thanks so much for sharing.
HILARIOUS!! This once happened to my shy uncle. He was playing in a local band for a Fourth of July Celebration. He realized on the way there (about 45min. from home) that he had his wife’s jeans on. He made his wife and daughter, who was about 7 at the time, promise to tell no one. Of course, my cousin told everyone in a two mile radius the entire evening. ha ha We still laugh to this day!!
bwahahahahahhahaha!!!!
Holy goodness, I need to learn not to read your blog at work. My charge nurse is giving me dirty looks. So are the doctors. Okay, everyone is.
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