There is this pretty cool race every year that Chris and I have done for the past three years. The first year on our own, the next with Nora and our sister Kristin, and this year with Nora and her husband, Jim. It's a ton of fun...sort of a scavenger hunt around Minneapolis with clues and activities and beers. Sometimes people dress up, and there is even a costume contest.
This year we decided to dress up like the characters from Three Men and a Baby. The obvious choice for the baby was Chris (he's bald), but he refused to wear an adult-sized diaper, so Nora dolled herself up like the cutest little baby there ever was and showed up for the race.
Of course that left me as one of the three men. No problems...except I was the ugliest man you ever would want to know. I wore my dad's Hawaiian shirt and some Columbia khaki hiking shorts and even gave myself bushy eyebrows and sideburns.
However, I was nothing compared to Chris. He looked like a man you wouldn't want within two feet of your daughters...creepy and pervy and all Magnum PI mustachey. (click here for a small peek.)
So we had some beers and ran the race, at least until the torrential wind and rainstorm came through, and we decided to call it quits and head back to the bar for a final beer and some nachos....But of course I couldn't (or rather didn't want to) hang out at a bar dressed like Ted Danson of the 80s. And Chris didn't want to get arrested for wearing such indecent short shorts. So of course we both used that excuse to run to Marshalls and buy new clothes. I can pretty much make up any excuse to buy new clothes.
This is the outfit I bought, and I kind of love it. Of course I still had bushy eyebrows and sideburns, and Chris still had his creeper 'stache, but a wardrobe change (and a beer) made a world of difference!