Clever Boy

I've got a meeting this afternoon that I'm pretty excited about. I'm leaving the house, sans kidlet for one, maybe even two hours. I have an outfit picked out and even plan on showering - maybe even shaving my legs for this. It's a pretty big deal. The only thing holding me back from my Mary Tyler Moore-esque takeover - making it after all and chucking my hat in the air while deliriously twirling through downtown Minneapolis? This: