So lady's you must explain this one to me. I'm a guy. We pack the night before we leave and always forget something. We live without it or we buy it when we get there. We are 12 days out and the wifey starts what I would call pre packing. Bear in mind, we have been dress shopping all day. Ya, I know. Woo Woo. We get home and she starts trying on dresses. Yes, I like that one. Oh ya! Thats nice. Oh Baby! Love the red one. I think the backless one is my favorite so far. Oh yes "Daddy Like". Hey I'm allowed, I am a Daddy.lol Anyway, after about two dozen dresses, I'm like damm! I am ready to go! So she puts them all back into the closet so they don't get wrinkled. I don't get it but Ok, Back to Nascar to take my mind off that last dress. Then she does it. Starts in with the lingerie. OMG, I'm not going to make it.
we go twice a year, so we (I) never stop shopping , cause some one is always changing the theme nights, and some one thinks her skirt is too long
