It's funny 'cause my only ambition for Saturday was to rest and do *something* outside of the house. John came up with a plan to see a Kosher Deli, and then sprung 'Why don't we go to Suavecito's?" on me. I bounced about and beamed. It's been more than a year when we went there while I was really pregnant and couldn't try the suits on, and John bought a whole setup for himself. He wore it to the company party. I envied that he could.
So we did! And I followed
I am always amused that my clothing consists entirely of t-shirts, sweats, shorts, jeans, two multi-hundred dollar suits and a blue velvet ballgown.
Whew.