I spent my dinner alternately raving about the yummy food and freaking out about how I was going to sneak the water bottle out of the restaurant without getting tackled by an irate waiter.
Okay, I may have overdramatized a bit. Turns out, I just walked out with it, and nobody blinked an eye.
The Hubby may have laughed at me. A bit. Anyhow, the bottle is now mine, and Oh! how I love it:
Something so amazing about blue; I don't know what it is.
But it is.