The Butt Part

Today I was inspired.  

Sometimes when I see things I like, I am too impatient to wait to try them, wait, actually most of all of the time.  

So, today I had to have the butt part.

The first time I tried this scandalous hair do, in front of John, was on our honeymoon.  Although he still was kind and said he found me irresistible I later found out that he hates the aforementioned butt part.  I thought it was chic and classic and he just thought it was a little "90's gone bad", "ugly", "so last season."  You get the point...

Here is us on our honeymoon ship in our skinnier years.  John sporting a purple button up and me with *the butt part*. Dun dun dun.

So, tonight we went on a datsies to a cute little Italian place.  It's so hip, maybe you've heard of it?  Macaroni Grill.  It's a magical place where they have globe lights draped across the ceiling, table clothes you can write on, and when you have to tinkle you go to the bathroom and there is a voice that teaches you Italian while you do your business.

We wrote love letters to each other on the tables.

*John made a punny...butt.

We handcrafted our own pasta.  We sipped on Mango Italian Sodas.  We had Chocolate Praline Cake and Dolce Nutella.  I had to unbutton my pants before we left.  

(John says he likes it now)

LONG LIVE THE BUTT PART!

p.s.we have new BUTTons. Grab one!