Thanks for letting me call you absurd nicknames like sugar britches. Or wubber face.
You make life so fun. I love that you're up for any spontaneous adventure, like when we walked 3 miles to dinner Monday. What's even better? The fact that you've already made a spreadsheet of places within a 5 mile walking distance for more adventures.
Dear Chipotle //
You've come to the rescue once again, I'm so glad you are blocks away. I was so pumped/proud when I prepared my Pinterest-inspired BBQ crockpot chicken yesterday morning... and what a major flop. The guac tasted extra scrumptious last night for some reason... ;)
Dear Boxed Wine //
You are trouble. Pure trouble, and I love you.
Dear Friday Night Lights //
Shame on you for being so gosh darn good. You've kept me up every night this week by feeding my addiction. I mean, how can you expect me to watch just a few episodes a night, when the next one is just a click away after an intense cliff hanger?
Dear Dreamland //
Between dreaming we picked out a red headed baby with hazel/green eyes at the grocery store, horses herding runaway dogs at my cousin's house, and getting sprayed by a skunk who looked like a cheetah, you keep me wildly entertained.
Dear Hubs //
(Yes, you always get two letters) Thanks for pretending like that super dry/burnt crockpot meal was edible. Oh, and for chuckling each morning while I stumbled through explaining my wacko dreams... while I was still asleep. Love your handsome face off.
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PS - Kitchen renovation reveal coming tomorrow!!
PPS - Don't miss out on the LaMaLu Boutique giveaway - SO many cute things!
