Last night, I arrived home from the grocery store to find Hubs drinking a glass of wine on the front porch, seemingly oblivious to the cold.
And then, under the kitchen light, I examined his attire.
My husband's version of loungewear.
Lest you not grasp the reason for my horror, take a look at the closeup below.
Along with the big puffy parka, he is wearing plaid jammies and cowboy boots.
Like a renegade... 
Nice! Now all he needs is a gold chain to complete the outfit!
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hahaha!
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I love it!
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