Fact is..

Last night's moon at sundown!

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Fact: Yesterday, the hubs and I took a little window shopping spree down the good stuff isle. Tory Burch, Prada, Kate Spade..the real good stuff. And Kate Spade was having a fairly generous sale, {this is a very sad story, close this site if you're not emotionally able at the moment} and I loved this classic black leather tote that pretty much held my heart and sinew in its polka dotted lining. After the pathetic caressing of the leather, carrying of the bag, staring at the mirror, picturing the outfits it would compliment and essentially having an affair with it, my very generous love said, get it. Whether it was because he could not stand in the flower wallpapered store anymore, or not, he said it. Seriously. He even said three times. And that's how many times I'm going to kick myself in the rear end for not getting it. 1...2...3.  Fact: I took Cooper to the dog park for the first time! He...well a little background. His breed, Shiba Inu are not generally social dogs. He is very gentle but very timid. And he hates the outdoors. Yes, basically I have a hamster for a pet. But he did alright in the dog park. If alright is considered laying under a bench the whole time.  Fact: Let him fool you not though. Because he is not shy when we go to sleep. He ripped a hole in the butt of Kyle's jeans the other day{LOL}...hey, can you blame the dog..why where the pants on the floor? I could go for a "that's what she said" right there, but truth is Cooper was on command to teaching Kyle a lesson on putting dirty clothes in the bin.  Fact: While writing this I turned over to Kyle and asked "if I say 'his pants are on the floor' is that 'that's what he or she said?'" jokes on me, y'all.  Fact: This one deserves a pause.  Fact: End pause. IT WAS COLD YESTERDAY. I wore a vest, boots, the whole shebang. And well, in theory that means nothing because I wear that stuff anyways and fare the sweat and smell....but no sweat. I was cold. It was AMAZEBALLS.  Fact: I started my weekend gig at the golf course this past weekend and had so much fun! For 10 hours I rode around in a golf cart, avoided all flying balls and learned what "four" meant. Thankfully I was still conscious for that lesson.  Fact: Kyle surprised me when I got home and a had banana split party for us. And us is truthfully a lie. who's gonna make that oxymoron call? It was for me. A big ol' bowl of everything that's good and wholesome in life. A way to a guy's heart is his belly? Questionable. (again in my head I'm thinking of how I could incorporate a "that's what he/she/someone/no one said" there.) What's never to be questioned is that the one and only way to a girl's heart is ice cream.  Fact: We had the best evening! Got to enjoy the sunset on the cold beach, and a wonderful dinner with friends in a beach side cafe. This was a good time. And a shout out to all the Floridians who were wearing coats, hats, boots, scarfs and gloves today in our 60 degrees. Everybody back off. 
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