Over a span of 31 days, I'm home for just 15.
I seem to be stuck in a rut with navy for business travel.
Husby and I tend to be homebodies.
But on this day we went to a baseball game.
Followed by dinner not made by moi.
Eager to be breaking out, do you think I over did it by piling on
fancy pants that are the love child of Liberace and Marie Antoinette?