Monday. She’s only about 2 hours out, but I somehow feel her foot on my neck just the same. I ended this past week the hard way, but there was some goodness in there, too:
This post-colonoscopy/endoscopy breakfast was the bomb — largely because of my dining companions.
Then, I got to get this little dude back, and noticed on our morning walk that he has what I’ll now be calling buttstache:
Then, on our walk, saw this potential office space (with a residential loft in the same building!). We’ll see.