Today, the gray clouds that have been covering south Florida for the past week parted and the rain stopped, just in time for the running club’s twice weekly run around the park. And then the clouds rolled in and the rain poured down once more. Gotta love Florida.
I came home from our run feeling refreshed, excited to see the start of fall around our apartment.
Welcome back candy corn, I have missed you greatly. And luckily it works out perfectly because I love the candy pumpkins the best and hubs loves the candy corn best. Win-win.
Brett continued to woo me with potatoes. If you’ve never been wooed with potatoes, you’re missing out. He seriously makes the best homemade fries. As in better than any fries I’ve had in restaurants. I think the trick is the super secret creole seasoning he sprinkles on them at the end. (okay, so really not that secret cuz I just told you the trick and you can go buy the seasoning probably at any grocery store. So go buy it. Now. Seriously).
Also, lately I’ve been thinking about what a sweet older member of our church told me before the hubs and I got married. She told me that a wife should always try to look good for her husband when he gets home from work. Except Brett and I live a reverse life where he works primarily from home and so I’m coming home to him. And then I go running, shower and change into my comfy yoga pants and a t-shirt and look like this for the rest of the night:
And yet Brett claims that he still thinks I look beautiful. Yup, he’s a keeper.