The hubby hit up Target the other day and tells me that he bought me some clothes. I am shocked because he never buys me clothes. He goes to Target for paper towels and maybe the occasion new bed pillow. I start to envision what he decided to buy me. I convince myself that it is something small and sexy....this is what my hubby likes. It wouldn't even surprise me if it was lingerie and he thought it would be funny to tell me he bought some new "clothes". Nope, turns out he saw some VW hippy shirt in the MEN'S section and decided that is what he wanted to buy for me. Don't get me wrong, I love the shirt and will rock it all the time.......but just not what I had envisioned.