So here's the scoop....

If you've never been here before, go read
this post
before you read the one currently showing here. That will update you on the whole story.

On Friday evening, after we returned to our room, we decided to ::snort:: slip into something more comfortable and get ready for bed.

I went into the bathroom to change, and came out wearing the really big T shirt.

I should have carried the camera with me to capture the expression on his face.

He glanced up at me, did a classic double take and just started laughing.

In between bursts of laughter, he informed me that I had NO idea what this was going to do to his manhood. That I may need to lower my expectations.

;)

I won't delve into that subject, however.

I went back into the bathroom and changed my clothes after a few minutes of laughing and reminiscing and an explanation of how the shirt happened.

I carefully hung the shirt on the back of the bathroom door so that Mr. Rankin was watching the room and whatever occupant might be inhabiting it.

I noticed the next time I went in that he was not only facing away from me, but that my shirt was inside out.

So I'm thinking next year I'll make a pillowcase out of the shirt and just put it on Eric's side of the bed.

Thanks Jackie for the GREAT idea.

It was soooo funny.
:)