food, glorious food
I had a simply lovely Sunday.
It began with the pups accompanying Jesse and I on a visit to the botanical garden.
Some enterprising soul had made a rope swing over the river but we, vertiable chickens that we are, lacked the courage to make an attempt.
Who you calling chicken?
I had a wonderful date with my hubs watching The Proposal. Naturally, I cried during the trailer for The Time Traveler's Wife because a) I am so full of hormones right now I have been crying for approximately three days straight* and, b) The Time Traveler's Wife didn't just make me cry, it made me grieve. I mean, I went into mourning. I very nearly got a tattoo reading "Henry + Claire 4ever." I was, like, dressed in sack cloth and ashes, keening and wailing. I love that book.
*This is true. Todd will confirm.
As usual, the quality of my day was based upon food consumed.
Mocha from Greyhouse....
....Tabbouleh and Baba ghanouj from The Blue Nile....(lamb kebabs and lentil soup for Todd)
...almond milk bubble tea from Basil Thai.
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