Well, we’d eaten so much the day before, we both wanted to eat *light* Sunday day because Paul had planned a really nice dinner out for Sunday evening.
Apple pie is light… right?
*checks to see if you’re agreeing with me*
Well… Paul thought so and that’s all that mattered!!! *grins*
While in Montana, my third oldest sister taught me about Cafe Mocha’s with one shot of espresso. Paul made me drink SEVERAL of them while I was in New York.
He said something about keeping me up all night, but I wasn’t quite sure what he meant.
*innocent blonde look*