Black Socks

Hubby has become victim of really bad fashion. I know, he's a guy what do I expect. Well everything is OK except for the black socks. You heard (read) me right, black socks. I mean black socks everyday. With shorts. And tennis shoes. I ask all the time, "why black socks?" They are cool he says. In style. What style is that? They may be OK at the gym but out in public I don't think so.

I have seen one other person wear black socks that showed from the tops of his tennis shoes and he was not even in the same age bracket as my husband. Of course hubby was with me and pointed them out so I would know that they were cool and he wasn't the only one wearing black socks. I had to point out that this guy was about 18 years old and by himself. Poor guy. Maybe I should have told him that white socks look better with tennies.

Alas, I still have to endure the uglies while we are still in shorts season. Thank goodness he does have a little sense and wears the ankle socks and not those long jobbers that come up to the middle of the calf. Even so, it embarrasses me. Bad. But to get past the sight of this hideous fashion faux pas, I laugh. I laugh because that is so him and I love my hubby and all the silly things he does. Today, however, I laughed at a really inappropriate time. In church.

We were sitting down and the preacher asked us to bow our heads as he opened in prayer. So I did. Then I saw them. Right there below my seat my hubby's socks were poking out from the tops of his tennis shoes (very casual dress church). Mind you, he was wearing a WHITE polo shirt, green khaki cargo shorts, predominately white shoes, and that's right - BLACK SOCKS. I laughed. I couldn't help it. I may have snorted because I think hubby turned his head to look at me. By then I had my eyes closed and was trying my hardest not to smile and concentrate on what the preacher was saying. I took a deep breath and focused on the rest of the sermon which was really awesome BTW.

I hope I am the only wife that has to deal with this travesty. If not, I would love to hear from you. Am I right in despising the black socks? Everyone is entitled to his or her opinion. I just want to make sure I'm in the majority here.

As I am sitting here on the couch typing this, hubby is sitting in the recliner next to me playing Xbox. With his black sock clad feet propped up on the ottoman. He knows this drives me crazy, just the sight of them makes me batty. Every once in a while he'll throw a sweaty black sock in my direction just to get a reaction out of me. Sometimes he'll leave one on my desk or one my side of the bed. I'm not sure if this is on purpose or just carelessness. Knowing him, it's purposeful. I never say anything. I just hold my nose and pick them up with the very tippy tips of my nails and quickly toss them in to the dirty clothes basket.