the virtue. So let me share with you how my week is starting right here. Okay. So Tiffany,

my fiance hits me up with a text at 546 this morning. I don't even know what she's

doing up this early. She doesn't have a lies of her kid this this morning. So I don't

even know what she's doing up this early, but there's a really nice text that says, hope

you have a great day, baby. Had the best weekend with you. Love you. So we didn't have the

kids this weekend. So we got a lot of good connecting time.

Let them one on one time. Okay. So we went here. We went there. We've taken selfies.

Pictures all over. We went to the braze game yesterday. We went out to dinner. No kids.

Don't get worried about anything. You hit the town hard. It's down hard.

Hard. Hard. Hard was out. So some nights till 930.

Oh, you're crazy. Me walking at the moon 930. So my text to her back is love you so much.

Um, I might have accidentally shared that picture from Friday night that had some of your

nipple showing. I got DMs about that. I took it down, but it was on Facebook overnight.

So we were out on Friday night and took a picture out of Mexican restaurant and on Friday

night, she caught it. So I put the text over her nipple. But then yesterday when I put

it on my insta story and then yesterday or last night, I was just kind of doing a, uh,

I don't know from the weekend. Yeah. Right. And I had forgotten about that one picture.

So I put it up in a compilation of like four or five and then forgot about it. And then

I checked a couple hours later, right? And there they are. We're like, Hey, uh, you might

want to check that last picture. Nip slip. I'm like, what? Huh? Huh? What? And yeah,

sure enough, it was that picture from Friday night.

Herbert. So thank you for alerting me on Instagram. So I immediately deleted that one picture

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