Christmas was last week, and as always, I gave a lot of gifts, and received a handful in return, as is the case for daddy’s worldwide for any major gift-giving holiday. This Christmas I got two stand out gifts, both from my wife (or I guess maybe technically one from my kids, but those selfish little takers didn’t earn the money, didn’t wrap the present, and probably didn’t even go to the store, so the missus still gets full credit).
The first was a two-person, four-night trip to Mexico some time this spring, which I am really, really looking forward to. She didn’t come out and say it, but I’m guessing she expects to be the other person heading south with me (dicey word choice, no?). I’ll clarify, and if that isn’t the case, I’ll hold a twitter comment contest to see who gets to ride along. I can’t in good conscience recommend holding your breath.
The second was a pair of sweat pants. That’s right. Sweat pants.
Normally I wouldn’t get all excited about this sort of thing, but I’m the type of guy who is very tall (almost a 30″ inseam) but even wider (a more than 30″ waist), so buying any pants is tough, and buying pants with sizes likes size S-M-L-XL usually results in buying shorts or something with enough elastic at the ankle to cut off blood flow.
Well, at the local Tar-ghey, they sell some Champion athletic pants that come in S-M-L-XL sizes for the waist but they also have an inseam measurement. So I could cover my ample butt and still not walk on the heels of my pants. Awesome.
Other key features include:
- Pockets. Name me one father who doesn’t need at least one pocket in every article of clothing he owns and I’ll show you a father who carries a man-purse*.
- They are made out of that good-short material, not that usual track pant material what makes that gawd-awful whipping noise
when you walk. My kids wear those pants, and I can’t stand it.
- Solid colors, no big logo. I hate that trend where everything has to have some ginormous off-colored logo. Thank you Champion, for staying classy.
- Comfort. These things are awesome. Just thick enough you can wear them outside as comfortably as jeans in December, and still thin enough to wear around the house without getting your duckbutter running**.
- Seriously, these things are so comfortable I spent 6 hours Googling diseases I could talk my doctor into diagnosing me with that would allow him to prescribe my wearing them everywhere: work, church, etc. I suppose not being able to find one is the only failing of these pants.
- They are only like $16.99, which is cheaper than most shorts.
In conclusion, if you are a man who loves pants, or are simply a woman loves a man who needs pants, I can’t recommend them enough. I got a pair on Christmas and bought two more pairs the next time I had to do laundry because I seriously couldn’t handle the thought of wearing something else during a full wash and dry cycle.
*In all fairness, they are very European.
**We here at the SFA do not condone Googling “duckbutter” from your work computer.