Over the past couple of decades, I've been weeding the men's clothes out of my wardrobe. First went the underwear, then little by little the outer wear was replaced with items from the women's rack. At the present time, I only have one outfit that is strictly men's clothes. I'm hanging on to that as I, twice a year, go drab for my wife. Once on her birthday and again on our anniversary.

That's the back ground. This post is mostly about socks. When the underwear was exchanged for women's, I started wearing "trouser socks" in place of my dress socks to church. But as more and more of my outer wear became women's, it seemed I needed to express my femininity more directly. I started wearing "Jet Black" knee-hi nylons in place of the trouser socks. That's been going on for several years now.

I've made no effort to conceal the fact that my socks of choice for Sunday (church) are knee-hi nylons. Considering my wife's concerns about what other people think, I expected some flack about it but got none. I was fairly sure that she knew what I was doing, but I was unsure as to just where she was in her thinking about it. Well, this last Sunday was a scorcher. (Well, for our part of the world.) The temp pushed 100 ° F.

It was also the day I decided to push the envelope just a little more and wear the shoes that were the subject of my blog on acceptable shoes. After church, we came home and I changed clothes, swapping out my masculine cut women's trousers and shirt for more girly fare. (White trousers and a flower print top.) But I didn't change my shoes or my hose. As I sat around the living room, watching TV and doodling on my laptop in my recliner, she came and sat on the couch. This put her right in line with my feet on the foot rest.

She looked at my feet and said, "Why do you still have on hose?" (To her, you take such things off as soon as you get home.) Well, that left no doubt in my mind she was well aware of the fact I wore them to church.

There was a time past when she would have pitched a fit if I went out of the house with her wearing knee-hi nylons. Now, not only are the feminine "loafers" acceptable, wearing nylon hose is too.

On another note, one more piece of evidence that she has/is mellowed/mellowing came when on Wednesday I got a call from Visionworks saying the glasses I ordered were ready. I came home from work and sloughed of the maleness that I carry around for work and went to pick up my new glasses. I had cataract surgery this last January and medicare paid for one pair of glasses and I feel a little edgy about only having one pair, hence the need for another pair. I've been promising myself some real, honest to goodness women's glasses for nearly a year now. So along with a unisex pair similar to what I had medicare pay for, I got a nice, without a doubt, girly pair.

When I brought them home, I was a little concerned about how the wife would take the fact that I had a pair of obvious women's glasses. I toyed with the idea of just putting them in my purse and only wearing them when I went out. In the end I decided to just be upfront about it. I knew she would want to see what I got, so when I got home, I showed her the unisex pair and then told her that I decided to treat myself to something really girly and showed her the others. Her response after looking at them was, "Well aren't you special?" It's a stock line, used lightheartedly by her often. I true indication that she's OK with it.