Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Sam's First New Outfit

The last time Sam got new clothes was like, a million years ago when he got back from his mission. Needless to say, for an active fellow like Sam, almost all of his clothes are plagued with holes and stains.

Another challenge: Sam has a sort of [nearly] terminal disease called I-cannot-physically-stand-shopping-for-more-than-30-minutes-itus. That's why I registered for our wedding without him. I knew taking him to Target and subjecting him to three + hours of "Do you like this one or this one?" might put him in the grave before we were even married. The other fiancee's I saw at Target (the male halves) did look close to death.

Alas, Sam and I went to the mall this weekend for our first intentional shopping spree. We had to have ice cream when we were done--it was very taxing, but Sam made it through. We found him the newest version of his favorite Gap pants in a fresher, lighter shade, with snap buttons on the back pockets, and a closer fit.

Look at this transformation!

Can you believe it? What a contrast!
Now. What do we do with the old, shredded pair?

The next big step has been to THROW THE OLD PANTS AWAY. Yes, this is a very big step. They may have been the favorite pair of pants, but let's face it. The perfect pants can't last forever. You just gotta leave them behind. Say goodbye. Move on. Reconcile with the past and accept change. See your personal therapist if this is too difficult.

To really kick off Goodbye #1, Sam decided to throw his old fav pants across the parking garage from our balcony to the dumpster. This picture story tells all:

Ready... aimmm...
FIRE!

Oh no!Save the pants!
And then thrown them away! The trash man took them away today.

One small step for mankind. More to come in the next issue of SQ: Sam Quarterly.

4 comments:

Angel Kae said...

This is better than a movie! I can relate with this because rigth before Aimee and Steve got married, we had to make Aimee part with some of her old t-shirts and it was sooo painful for her. We were all chanting "Throw them away!" and we had to practically arm wrestle them away from her.

schmath said...

Ryan has a pair of tattered shorts that he wont throw away. They have a crotch hole the size of a football. It's so embarrassing. I might have to kidnap them, but I'm afraid he'll never forgive me.

Cheri said...

Ok, now that you are firmly married (and you can't give him back), you are entitled to a few of the lambson family secrets.One is we all hate to shop (with the exception of Paul,who likes his new store jo.banks a little too much). Our disdain for shopping is partly due to the avoidence of crowds, partly due to the fact that we never get rid of anything until it disentegrates (ask Sam about the old radar range), and a small part due to guilt about conspicuous consumption.I'm so glad that he's got you now to help smooth over his rough edges.He's a lucky guy.

Sydney Vivian Lambson said...

yes and yes. i am so glad. someone had to do it