another theory

I could be dressed up in the finest gown,

 hair just from the salon, 

nails done,

 the finest jewelry draped around my neck.

highest of heels

etc.

and Bubba would not be awed,

he would not say a word.

but...

every time I come out with

 jeans, 

and old T-shirt, 

and my tennis shoes,

He says...

Wow, you look great today.

That happened again this morning

as I dressed to go work in Daddy's attic.

Of course I thanked him,

and I am always thrilled when he compliments....

but what should I make of the theory?

I guess he likes his woman casual.

so why do I bother getting dressed up?

Because I love it.

That's me this morning just after I got "liked."

side note....

Looks like I have a perfect set of horns growing on my head.