I've created a monster.

For those of you who are thinking that this blog post title is referring to my little baby, you are wrong.  At least I hope you are.  Who knows?  Maybe I will give birth to this baby and it will be a terror J.  I guess we won’t find out until March! 

                Anyway, when I say that I created a monster, I am referring to none other than Judd.  Let’s rewind.  When Judd and I got married a year and a half ago, he hated shopping.  He hated trying on new clothes; he hated going to the mall; he even hated talking about it.  Yeah.  It was that bad.  I thought that this was going to be an ongoing battle between Judd and me for the rest of our lives (i.e.; shopping for our kids), until this past summer.  Something changed within Judd.  And surprisingly, I know the exact moment when that change occurred.

                Judd was in desperate need of some new shorts.  He had three pairs that he would wash every three days.  Since he was doing summer sales and we were in humid DC, it was a big inconvenience to be doing laundry every three days because your shorts were dirty.  I had to stop by the mall anyway to return a shirt, so I forced Judd to come with me so we could grab him some more pairs of shorts.  We had parked near Nordstrom and I told him to sit by the chairs in the shoe section while I ran to bathroom. 

                Here is the thing about Nordstrom.  I love Nordstrom.  Am I rich enough to shop there yet?  No.  Do I aspire to someday be able to shop there?  Yes.  In the meantime, however, I am completely happy with the clearance section at Nordstrom Rack. 

                Back to Judd.  I came back from the bathroom only to find that Judd wasn’t there.  After looking around for him, I found him in the men’s section with a few pairs of shorts.  Great.  He had already beat me to the punch and found some shorts.  I was shocked that he was walking towards the dressing room with an attendant.  Did he realize where we were?  I always window shop and try on things at Nordstrom, but I never walk out of there with a bag in my hand unless the items inside were marked down.  Had he realized how much those FULL PRICED shorts were going to cost? 

                I followed him and the attendant into the dressing room.  Judd came out shortly after and showed me his shorts.  Wow.  He looked great in them.  They fit him perfectly.  I figured that from there we would look at the brand and see if we could find them online for a discounted price or purchase them with our Amazon gift cards.  But Judd said he was fine with buying them right there and then.  What.  Who was this man and what did he do with my husband?  Judd is the frugal one who never pays full price for anything!  I am the one who should be convincing him to buy them right now!

                Since that day, it is the running joke in my house that Judd owns more clothing from Nordstrom than I do.  And Judd’s opinion of shopping has only changed since then.  Like take tonight for example.  Guess what Judd and I did for FHE?  We went to the mall.  Did I try on any clothing?  Nope.  Did Judd?  You betcha.  And I even have a picture to prove it.

Here I am, sitting outside on the bench with six other guys while our dates try on clothes.  Classic Judd.  At least he loves enough to ask for my opinion on his clothing choice.  Love you Judd!  Thanks for never ceasing to surprise me!