Short Synopsis:
Forgot to wear my engagement ring because the night before it looked very nice and shiny so I didn't sleep with it on because I didn't want to un-shine it. And then we had to wake up at 4:45 in the morning to drive to Manhattan - so I forgot it. Insisted on wearing a glove on my left hand regardless of my body temperature to avoid my own personal gossip girl moment in this world : "spotted. molly mccue without her bling. trouble in paradise, taylor and molly??"( -- in Gossip Girl/Kristen Bell's omniscient voice-over voice)
Chesney told me I looked like Michael Jackson, so I took the glove off. I lived.
Moving On:
Ali Moore brought her beautiful, beautiful dog Franklin to the tailgate. He sat on Taylor's lap for 45 minutes. Taylor decides he would like a dog.
I look up breeders for miniature Australian Shepherds...I fall in love. We talk a lot about it and probably are going to wait...but here's some pics - so you, my dear reader, can fully understand the cuteness we're dealing with:
anyways - this is the debate - and the only reason it's even under consideration before we're married is because Harley, Schoon's perfect angelic dog is living under Taylor's roof and would be a great trainer/example for a puppy to grow up around.
Many pros and cons which need to be weighed, but we are so very tempted. :)
Hmmm....we'll see.