Convertible What?!

So, Kendall is in North Georgia spelunking with his brother and a bunch of other guys.  So, I took myself out for date night!  I had a great time just wandering around finding things to do.  I had some errands and did some window shopping.  A couple of things made me especially happy…..

1.  A very fashionable gay guy  said this to me:  “Honey, I LOVE those frames!”  That makes me happy with my choice.  I was wearing my new “sassy glasses”.

2.  A very cute couple was shopping in the bra department.  She was explaining to her hubby that she needed a convertible bra.   “What exactly makes a bra convertible” he asks, “does the top come off?”  “No”, she says condescendingly, “the straps convert from regular to halter to cross-back to strapless” .  I’m not kidding here about the next words out of his mouth, I couldn’t make this up.  He says , with a gleam in his eye “ I like the kind that converts to nothing.” 

It was all I could do to not spit Diet Coke all over the regular, non-convertible bras I was looking at.  Seriously, I had to walk away so I could giggle out loud and not embarrass anyone (myself included) since I really shouldn’t have been listening in on them in the first place.  I’m really glad I didn’t miss that conversation though.  It made my weekend.