After a late lunch we walked over to REI (and past the doggy adoption at PetSmart, sigh), where I ended up getting the most old-man style pair of shoes for caving/hiking, and we got some new headlamps, mine in a snazzy light blue and purple combo (you know, because I am a lady. I wear a skirt to try on adventure boots). I think the girly headlamp goes very well with my old man boots, don't you? :P
And then there was Dunkin'. And this conversation that happened:
Me: do you want to go in or use the drive through?
Kyle: well I figured you would want to take pictures, so it's OK if we go in.
what a guy.
I walked in to the place and exclaimed, "it smells like work!" hah, which was probably a weird thing to say, as I haven't worked there in almost two years. I think I was just giddy. Luckily the place was not very busy. They even had the ground pumpkin coffee for me to take home (I haven't seen it in stores yet). Yum. I was a happy ex-Dunkin' employee/first day of fall celebrator.
Anyway, thanks for the date day, husband! We then returned home and the rest of the day looked like this: homework, The West Wing, Kyle building a cat playhouse, leftover Indian food, more West Wing, apple cider + rum, and bed before 10:30.