So a week or so ago me and Trevor were sitting at home. Trevor leans over and asks "Hey I have to go to this Jazz Guitar Concert tonight for a class, would you want to come with me?" I hadn't been feeling too well and had been complaining about how tired I was so I told him I would have loved too, but just wasn't up for going out tonight. About an hour later I see Trevor come out of the bedroom dressed in church clothes and he picks up his guitar and says "Bye" while he starts heading out the door. A little shock I stopped him and said, "What are you doing with your guitar and dressed so nice?" Before he answered I knew what was up.
"TREVOR! You are in the concert aren't you?!" I screamed.
So of course I made him wait while I put on a dress and went with him to watch him play in the Jazz Guitar Concert... he even had a solo! (which you can watch at the bottom page)
Gotta Love my husband's communication skills.