Embarrassing Things Come in Three

I have an embarrassing confession - my husband owns a pair of leather pants.

Even more embarrassing to admit though is that *I* own a pair of leather pants! I found mine at a Second Hand Store years before I got married. I thought they were funny, and something possessed me to buy them, so I did. Despite the fact that I have moved three times since getting married they have faithfully lived in the very back of each closet - never to be worn.

That is until last evening.

This coming Saturday our church is having a Garage Sale as a means to raise some money to help cover some of the costs for a coming up youth retreat, so I have been going through Paul's stuff (did I actually just say that?? I mean *our* stuff) to look for things to donate.

I found his leather pants amongst a bin of junk, that if I had just added to the pile of things to be donated he never would have noticed them missing. But I had the decency to ask him if I could toss the leather pants. And his answer was no. Actually it was more like "NO WAY!"
I pointed out that he has not once worn the leather pants in all the years I've known him.

Bad thing to say.

He took that as a challenge and decided that we had to stop sorting for the Garage Sale and he had to try on the pants right then - just to show me that he had to keep the pants and so he could claim he had worn them in the last five years :)

As he was pulling on his leather pants he remembered that I owned a pair, and in a moment of stupidity I told him that I still owned them, and he asked me to pull them out and try mine on too. So being the obedient wife that I am I did.

And here is the most embarrassing thing of all - proof that we do indeed both own leather pants.

So tell me - is your vote with me (Garage Sale them both!)
or with Paul (keep them, and pull them out once every five years for a picture) ??