On our date night last night, Taylor and I pulled up behind a special car.
Meet Cat Lady's car (we took the privilege to name her):
|So first, we saw the decal on her windshield. And we both kind of chuckled.|
|Then...we saw her license plate...kitty paw frame and all. And then we could NOT stop laughing.|
I tried getting pictures of her car while we were stopped behind her. But the pictures weren't very clear. So we resorted to stalking her. We followed her to a store and when she got out and parked, I jumped out and snapped the pictures, while Taylor served as the get-away-driver.
We just couldn't help ourselves. We had to document this wonderful memory.
Dear life: Even when you throw me a hard week, you know how to make me feel better with something as simple as this.
Dear Cat Lady: Thanks for being YOU.
Date night was the best. Thanks to Cat Lady, stalking, and feeling like Michael Weston and Fi for a few minutes. ;)
Loving this weekend already!