last night: joe and i were both inadvertantly wearing red sweaters and blue jeans.
joe: i have to change. i’m wearing the same color as you.
me: so?
this morning: i was unaware that joe was wearing his boston t-shirt.
joe: dangit. i have to change. you’re wearing your boston sweatshirt.
me: so?
this is the only situation in which joe cares about what he is wearing.
Awww. Hehe. My husband likes to match me. He will grab his red polo shirt and ask if I can wear my red polo shirt that day. Not easy being cheesy.