There are two kinds of people in this world:
- Those who look good in hats
- And the rest of us.
I was still massaging my bruised ego from The Trampoline Debacle yesterday. And I had some other problems with orders and customers that put me in a blue funk. So, Amy took me to dinner at Disneyland to cheer me up. We watched fireworks and it "snowed" on us – that fake snow, of course. And only for the length of the song, "White Christmas." But it really was a lovely evening and helped so much to get me back into a cheerful mood.
But she made me wear The Hat.
She looks terrific in hats. She has been wearing them since the day I brought her home from the hospital.
But I do NOT. No adult Cuban woman should be caught dead wearing this.
Still I was so grateful to her, that I dutifully wore The Hat.
My ego is taking such a beating this week – but Amy looks adorable. =D