Did I mention that I’m married to quite a little smart … (ahem) … you know what? (With my recent overuse of the word “crap,” “crappy,” and “crappiest,” I will refrain from using the word I want to say, in an attempt not to offend my readers and make me look like a potty-mouth.)
Anyway, the above picture was taken after this exchange …
Me:  (After Beau came downstairs, ready to go to the grocery store for me, wearing an extremely trashy t-shirt, and worn-out shorts) That’s what you’re going to wear to the store?
Beau: Well, I was planning on it.
Me: You look kinda grubby.
Beau: (After having disappeared for a while, appears walking down the stairs in the above pictured suit) Is this more appropriate and up to your standards?
Did I mention I’m married to a smart … oh, wait … yeah … I did!