After the birth of our second child, my husband volunteered to undergo a vasectomy. The morning of his appointment, I could tell he was nervous. Then, as he was about to leave for the doctor’s office, he turned to me and said, "I’m certainly wearing the right jeans today."
"Why?" I asked. "Are they too loose on you?"
"No," he replied. "I’m talking about the brand name—Faded Glory."