Last month Mr. Property and I were supposed to go to a tattoo convention with our artist. At the last minute his plans changed and wasn’t able to make it, so we decided we’d pass on it as well. We had a babysitter lined up (which doesn’t happen often) so we decided to take advantage and go on a little date. We thought about going to see a movie, but nothing sounded good, so we went to lunch and then went to a couple antique shops. Before we ended our date, he took me out for ice cream at this tiny little place in the middle of nowhere.
We got our ice cream and it started sprinkling, so we decided to eat in the car before going back to pick up the kids. When we first got there I saw a container for cigarettes and found it funny, but it wasn’t until we were back in the car that we both got a good laugh from it.
Ah…it’s the little things!
Mine won’t fit in there.
LOL, that is too funny. Mine probably would not fit there either. I am glad you guy’s got do go out even if plans did not go as they were.
In the little pot? Yeah, it was quite small! I don’t even think I could fit one cheek in it!