Ryan spent Tuesday night and Wednesday in Toronto, Canada. I’ve always inexplicably loved the idea of Canada, and when I told Ryan this, he said: “Why do you love Canada? No tigers and no Español!” (Because those are clearly the only two things I talk about right now.) And then I told him that I hate colored walls and he told me not to worry about it because he does too. This is how our (texting) conversations go. Really.
Here are some snapshots of Canada. Do you love it? Let’s take a trip.
Last night he came home and spent some QT with his fabulous girlfriend. He leaves for the Vegas bachelor party (not his) way too soon. For some reason I wasn't invited. Don't you think I'd be a great chaperone? Me too.