Naked Baby Angels Predict Future?

Yay! and Why NOT Drink? Day 6 in Northern Italy -  

Since I can’t possibly do justice to all the villas and all history we've witnessed over the last several days maybe I’ll just answer one pressing question and say that yes my man’s suitcase DID arrive finally and his blue polo shirt got a much-needed rest.

One by one I pulled his fresh shirts from that bag and sobbed into them. “I’m crying because they’re such beautiful shirts!” I burbled, oh but no wait, that wasn’t me, that was Daisy Buchanan in The Great Gatsby when she realizes too late alas that she’d backed the wrong horse, married the rich bastard who cheats on her every time he gets the chance instead of waiting for the man who would love her til he died.

My own husband is decidedly other-worldly. He just doesn't care about fancy things - and me I buy at Marshall's and Dress Barn half the time and so I can tell you I was I was prett-y nervous about that bag of his because although he still happily wears clothes from the early '70s this time his suitcase held one fancy damn blazer from Brooks Brothers.  

He bought it after our darling honorary kids, the above-pictured newlweds Dodson & Veronica, gave him a few polo shirts from there for his birthday - and because it turns out that EVEN OLD DAVE can sometimes have too many polo shirts, he decided to take them in and exchange them for a new blazer, and a very nice blazer it was that the salesman draped round his shoulders even though it had no actual price tag on it - and, well, if you knew Dave you’d know he hates to spoil the moment with anything as crass as asking what a thing costs and so .... well, so when the suitcase came at last with that thousand dollar silk and linen blazer in it even the angels wept – even the naked little angels with no underpants on who adorn every villa and fresco we've been gawking at these last days.

And as we watch the action on Wall Street and ponder the days ahead; as we sip our wine and glance at this fancy piece of linen in his suitcase all we can think is heck, worse comes to worse we can always cook and EAT the sucker, buttons and all.