Blame it on the Sun

DH and I found a new mall to walk. It's closer to our house and it's fun. It's like walking in Paris. I don't think I've seen any place here which is more crammed with designer stores than anywhere.

I have noticed that in one corner, this mall have Cartier and Tiffany, next to David Yurman. There's Cole Haan right next to Ferragamo. All these brands which I only read about in my novels are right there. I have the same thought everytime. Man, those handbags are butt ugly!

We walked about 10 rounds and that is about 6.5 miles. They said it's more, but we like to aim low, just in case those cubby-holes and corners are farther than they look. Today, DS3 was especially into walking. In fact, he had jogged for about a quarter of a mile. That's a biggie for someone who's not quite 3 years old.

As he was jogging ahead of us, DH and I noticed that he loves to swing his long hair. In fact, he was deliberate in his head-swing for maximum hair bounce. I'm thinking...hello Fabio!

Yesterday, after passing by Bath and Body ten times, and trying out Moonlight Path Limited edition lotion, I was convinced "this is the one!" So my Darling Husband bought me tons. I am now the proud owner of 8 jars of Limited edition Moonlight path. I adore the aroma!

Every Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Friday, DH and I look forward to walking in our Mall. Of course it has nothing to do with Which Wich. This sandwich shop who finally got smart and wrote all choices down on a brown paperback in which the food goes into. It's like taking a test when you buy a sandwich. Wheat bread, check! Cheeses: provolone and Mozzarella check! Lettuce, grilled onion, cucumber, bell pepper, and a whole bunch of other stuff! All are within a check-mark away. No more explaining to the clerk which way the orders swing.

So, DH and I walked 6-7 times, then sit down and have a sandwich. There's hand-holding, kids chasing, whispering, laughing, and occasional gossip. It doesn't really matter what we end up doing, what matters is, we're spending it together. I guess this is what 15.5 years feels like.