In the meantime...Hubby Blue...wait for it...asked me to...fix his police pants!!!
He had two pairs with rips in them, and he said he didn't mind taking them in somewhere to get them fixed but that he knew that would cost more money, so did I want to try fixing them? I wanted to say, Hubby Blue, you just need to stop chasing bad guys and then your pants won't rip...but let's be honest. That'll never happen.
So, I put off trying to fix these pants my entire spring break, and finally, today, I decided to give it a try. I think they turned out pretty well, actually, but the best part was Hubby Blue's reaction:
"Hey! You can't even see where they were ripped! Thanks! I really liked this pair!"
Yeah, you can just call me a domestic QUEEN these days. :)