because I haven't beaten this topic to exhaustion yet. Hubby still hates the hat. Well, hate is a very strong word. For a passive-aggressive like J, hate is not really in the vocabulary unless he's pushed to the brink. Rare, really. So, he's not a fan. We'll put it that way.
When he came home and saw my hat, he said, "So, it's back". I told him it's snowing and as long as it's snowing I get to wear the hat if I so desire. I then told him that I'd gotten 4 compliments on the hat that day.
His response? "Well, from women, right?" Meaning no man would dare compliment a hat like that.
Ha! Of course women. I don't regularly take in compliments from men and I think hubby prefers it that way.
So, we go to dinner. The hostess AND the waitress both told me how much they liked my hat. J makes it a point to say that you'd expect that from a woman. Then, on our way out a perfect female stranger threw out the nicest compliment regarding my choice of sombrero. Take that, J. Somebody (make that 7 somebodies...plus Blogworld) likes my hat! Ha!
And...I can't promise a shower every morning for the rest of the winter so this hat is my new best friend.
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