what could be worse than having 4 eyebags on a picture-worthy day. despite the unsightly sacks under my chinita eyes i had a great time with Christine Martin. i was captivated by the purple legs of the nocturnal green tree frog as we watched curiously at how they get into their napping position.
then we chased the aloof blue morpho butterfly in vain all afternoon until our batteries crapped out on us and i ran out of memory.
later that day we exhausted our sinuses with the scented candle creations at Yankee Candle company. ha-choo! sniff* sniff*
on our way home we stopped to get some Cold Stone ice cream at the basketball hall of fame building. i had french toast ice cream with apple cinnamon slices and pecan nuts. ohh la la..