We are both 5'9" in height give or take a centimeter or two.
We both weigh within 5 lbs of each other. I'd like to say that I'm the lesser of the two but that is not always the case.
I often borrow his T-shirts and sweaters because I have a little boy chest.
And I've been known to wear his shorts on occasion too.
And lucky for me we even wear the same shoe size which means when Hubby is at work my feet find their way into his super cozy slippers. However, Carl has always insisted that I "stretch out" his shoes and slippers with my clown feet. You'd think he'd run out and buy his beautiful wife a pair of her own slippers to end the great slipper stretching debate, but he has yet to do this. He also insists that I "clam up" his slipper with my sweaty feet, but I like to consider it as "warming them up" for him. Whatever.
It finally came to a head and we decided there was only one way to end the feet debate. We went toe to toe for a knock down drag out battle. Well, not quite...we just stuck our feet together and took a picture.
This is the only time you will EVER see me write these words...My husband was right! My feet are bigger!
Oh well, I loose. Maybe Hubby will get me a set of my own giant slippers for Christmas? Until then, I will continue to squeeze my boat like feet into his man slippers. As a matter of fact, I'm wearing them right now! And come to think of it, I'm also wearing his shirt and drinking hot cocoa from his coffee mug!
Remember men that when you get married- What's hers is hers and what's yours is also hers!