Showered and in fresh PJ’s. Hoping to get sprung from this joint tomorrow.
All visitors who make a Buster reference pass the friend test.
It seems Wallace has acquired a raincoat in Williamsburg and he’s pretty pleased with it.
For all concerned parties… Wallace is vacationing at Mickelle and Andrew’s Brooklyn Beagle Farm.
Greetings from Mt. Sinai hospital, where I have been since Saturday being treated for an infection from Friday night’s dog bite. (I removed those posts since I had not yet informed my parents.)
One second and everything changes…
Poor Wallace. He is still so sad that his dad is away. I went and picked him up at lunch and brought him to the office.
It’s been awhile since I had a satisfying gift wrap project. (The present inside is butterfly themed artwork.)
Meanwhile, back at the ranch. Wallace disapproves of all this parental travel.
I managed to pack a lot of fun into a couple of days. I really do love Seattle.
Bryan Ferry photo courtesy of Sonia.
Breakfast at Biscuit Bitch before I head back to New York. This trip was short, but very sweet.
Drinking wine from straws, waiting for Bryan Ferry to start. We are such ladies.
Spamming your asses with our fun.
The mountain is out!
Selecting souvenir rocks is serious business.