I realize I may be pushing it, but I couldn’t take another day of tights, socks and boots. At this point, anything above 40 degrees shall be considered spring.
Wallace has been hiding in the bedroom all night. He was in the office with me from 10 a.m. to 6:30 p.m. and I think he is simply over people. Normally, he’s at our sides, if not physically ON us. He briefly showed his face to steal my socks, then put himself back to bed.
This is last night’s dinner. Linguini with broccoli rabe and toasty garlic. I think this was what M intended to make for Valentine’s, but I got a crazy burger craving and threw that train off the tracks.
Tonight we had beef stew from the freezer over couscous from the pantry. We have ordered take out via Seamless exactly twice in 2014. Pretty proud. I never keep my resolutions.
This is me, as rendered by my co-worker’s five year old daughter. She specifically added the pink bag. This kid just gets me.
I can always count on Mickelle to further traumatize me as far as animal rights are concerned. Now all I can picture is Wallace standing for a fitting while Gus, Jaq and Bruno make him a dress for his secret drag performance.
We just had a pretty traumatic mouse disposal issue. I’m not sure Wallace is going to get over it, and he didn’t even witness it. I had to coax him out of the bedroom and now he’s sitting next me shaking.
Maddie! So much love.
Massage, yoga, manicure. So far, so good Saturday!
Valentine Dinner. Just add champagne.
I have scandalized my Valentine by revealing that I will not be wearing a bra to Shake Shack.