When I got dressed this morning, I grabbed a very old Old Navy tee and a pair of shorts to work around the house in. Mr. Xtabay was doing his thing and I was buzzing around in the kitchen. After awhile he casually strolled in and told me he’d booked us a trip to Paris for a week in December. I was momentarily bowled over, of course, and couldn’t figure out what had prompted this, until I realized what my t-shirt said (see photo). I am never getting rid of this tee!
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