You’ll never catch Oatmeal at Fashion Week (or me).

This will be short and quick, but I had to.

On Saturday I was cooking lunch and talking to Oatmeal in the kitchen when I just sort of got the feeling he wasn’t listening to a word I was saying.

(Ladies, you know you’ve been there.)

I looked up and he was on his hands and knees, poking under our cabinets with our Swiffer Duster.  I asked him what in the heck he was doing.

“I just saw a mouse run across the kitchen and into the cabinet and I’m trying to get him.”

Oh dear.  Back in college, the thought of a mouse in my kitchen would have sent me into hysterics.  Now after 18 months in the country, one little mouse is just not as much of a newsflash as it used to be.  Despite the scheduled visits from Terminix and my storing just about every food item in glass instead of paper or plastic, you just have an occasional mouse to deal with when you live in the boonies.  So I asked Oatmeal to put out a trap or two and he got to work.

A few moments later I turned around and this is what I saw.

So let’s discuss this blurry, iPhone picture, shall we?

Observation #1:  What exactly is Oatmeal doing?

Rather than put a sticky mouse trap on the floor, Oatmeal constructed a “Mouse House” using an empty garbage bag box.  See that triangle on one end?  Yes that is a door for the little mouse to walk into.  What happens to the mouse when he goes inside the mouse house?  He smells almond butter and creeps in further, and then finds himself stuck on the sticky pad inside.

Observation #2: What exactly is Oatmeal wearing?

I’m just going to say it.  He is wearing a denim shirt.  And, it is indeed tucked into blue jeans.  And he is wearing a Mexican belt with it.  I know!  WTH??  The first time I saw Oatmeal was on our blind date.  He was so cute in faded jeans, boots and a nice white button down shirt.  Ever heard the sound of an oak tree falling?  That was Lola, falling hook-line-and-sinker for this guy.  It was AFTER I’d already fallen for him that I found out that he often dons the denim-on-denim look.  After I got to know him a little better I started teasing him for these outfits.  Then I noticed that occasionally celebrities would wear head to toe denim….(and always the classiest of celebs I may add.)

Remember Justin and Britney??

…and Kanye West…

When I show pictures like this to Oatmeal, he just raises an eyebrow, says “Hmmm they are copying me I guess,” and nonchalantly sips his coffee.

And you know what’s funny?  I love it.  I love when he wears his denim on denim.  I never thought I’d see the day, but let’s be real.  Lola has never cared about fashion.  I used to walk around Barneys in the Galleria, and let’s face it, it was pretty much nothing but a yawn in my day.  My favorite clothes are those that were handed down to me by Anna, or those that I picked up at places like Target or Victoria’s Secret.   Sure, I have a few shoes from Cole Haan, a few dresses from Tory Burch, and a few pairs of good jeans.  But it had a lot more to do with a sale at the outlet mall.  I just don’t care what people are wearing for the most part.

But I’ll still raise my eyebrows and tease Oatmeal every time he walks out in his denim getup.  Just ‘cause I like to tease him.

While we’re on this topic, I have to mention my SIL, Jamie.  Her husband, Roy, pretty much sets the standard of denim-on-denim attire.  Here is Roy in Steamboat a few years ago.

I know, you all want to be his friend.  He is pretty awesome.

Well, have a great Tuesday, folks.  And if you happen to pop over and wonder what this little box is in my kitchen, well… now you know.

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