That I threw this little number on:
Had this for breakfast (my favourite, lemon meringue pie):
That Charlie had found a new dog pal (her friends are usually not this cute):
That I stepped out of this house in Tuscany:
To spend a day like this:
In real life, I woke up the usual way (Charlie staring at me 2" from my face trying to telepathically communicate that she needs to go out) in our freezing cold bedroom (1-0 to Andrea). I put on some really old, shabby sweatpants with holes all over and took the staring dog out for a wee in the pouring rain. For breakfast I had some coffee that went cold while I was trying to dry off a soaking wet Charlie and honestly, any nice plans I might have had for today are just not gonna happen. Andrea's got a cold, you see. You know, a MAN COLD.
A little side note for those of you who have yet to go there: yes, Tuscany is absolutely as wonderful as portrayed in those crappy movies about American women finding themselves (and love) under the sun. The view, wherever you go, is stunning, the people nice and friendly, the food and wine fantastic, the weather lovely and the Tuscan accent is hands down the most charming in Italy. Yes. I keep trying to persuade Andrea that we should move there. Somehow, being so close but yet so far away is always a little bit heart breaking.
Oh, and all pictures are from my Pinterest.
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