That's Amore

A few weeks ago, we went to the Belmar Italian Festival in beautiful downtown Lakewood!  It's always so much fun to go to this event because it usually falls around my birthday and I like to celebrate for several weeks.

I'm a princess, dammit.

One of the cool things about this event is the flag throwers.  These guys in tights and beautiful jackets come down the street with flags and when they get to the center of town, they throw them at each other and into the air.

As I watch these beautiful men and their talent in tights, I'm really drawn to the one in blue.

I tweet this picture with the caption...My next husband will be Italian!

Then a few days later, I was going through old pictures and I realized that I've had a thing for this guy for a while.

It appears I took his picture the year before.

I think it's fate!

When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk down in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming signore
Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore

Disclaimer:  I'm not running off with or in love with the nameless Italian guy in tights.  Let's call him Giovanni.  Yeah, I am NOT running off with Giovanni.  I love Keith every much.