Proud of her husband.
Or maybe it's just gratitude that he's willing to embarrass himself enough that no one ever expects me to embarrass myself.
Case in point; The things that happen in the middle of nowhere on a Friday night. And yes, that is the front porch.
(not ours though-our front porch still has it's dignity)
But hey, at least he has the suit going for him.
I will not grow old and complain that my life was boring.