London and Dylan spent the night with us last night. Sweet Dylan always misses the photo ops because he sleeps so much.
She also borrowed my cell phone, stuffed it in a Ziploc bag and carried it around the house, referring to it as her purse. Lauren G., good luck with this one.
While we're on the subject of pictures, here's one I've been meaning to post for a while:
"Missing pet" signs are everywhere, but I'm not sure I've ever seen a "Found, thanks!" one. This was planted at our neighborhood's main entrance, and it made me smile.
At 7:30 this morning Matt found out he was leaving in two hours for the Turks and Caicos with Ron and Stephen. Sad, although he'll be back Saturday night. My temporarily husbandless state means I'm available for yard saling Saturday morning, if there are good ones and anyone is up for it ...