MEAN

There is a long story behind this post. Well, not really, but it dates back a little to when Matthew and I started dating. He had gone to Austin for work and been to a bar called The Mean Eyed Cat. He told me he wanted to take me there and got me a cute black T. And eventually, on one of our many trips to South Texas, we both went to the Mean Eyed Cat. Definitely M's kind of bar possibly not mine but maybe a little. Low key, country, lots of junk on the walls, and all about Johnny Cash.

This past Saturday night I surprised him. Well, I told him for date night I was going to take him somewhere and I would not tell him where. Mean Eyed Cat. He didn't believe I meant to pull into the parking lot when I did. But it was great to sit and talk and enjoy the memories of yesterday with M. And on the wall hung a onesie that we knew we had to get for Laney.

But look how sweet..... Now MEAN.....

Now Lanes and I can be MEAN together.

* I am just teasing for those that take this too literal. I know there is no such thing as a mean baby. On the other hand, my very own mother called me "mean spirited" all over the Christmas holidays! :)