Lane has had his eye on Dozer for a while now. How do we know this? Because he wears his collar anytime we give Dozer a break from his "shoes". And the helmet? He wears it around the house and the backyard (with the collar of course). We took a walk this morning towards the peaks, through the woods, following the trails made by fellow outdoor lovers (luckily Lane agreed to leave the accessories at home). I love living beneath the trees, especially when it's 110 degrees in my hometown. I miss my folks, miss my friends but I can't say that I miss the weather.
Breakfast for dinner (aren't the eggs above just gorgeous, Mr. Smith brought them home from work today, a nice lady at the office has about twenty chickens roaming around her ranch. These are the beauties they delivered.) ice pops for dessert and The Bachelor in a half an hour! Apparently Jill encounters upset in the bedroom tonight. On public television, how mortifying?! Count me in!
I've been humming the song from Beaches all day in her honor... "You've gotta give a little, take a little, let your poor heart break a little. That's the story of, that's the glory of love." Do you remember Blossom singing her little heart out during that scene? My favorite part of the movie no doubt. Would you ever go on a reality television show? To find LOVE? I admit, the dates are amazing, the travel, the clothing allowance. But did I mention that Jill will be facing bedroom meltdown on national television? I want to pull her aside and say, "Jill, there's a great big world out there. You're smart and pretty. Let's not do this. They'll recap this scene over and over and that great big world will see." The things we do for love... and a clothing allowance.
With Love - V.
