I'm also six months out from the Big Race, so officially off alcohol. Or at least my nightly glass of wine - I have to start somewhere, right?
In other ways, it was a very strange week. I had one of the worst experiences of my career at work, and one of the best - both in one week. Plus a crown (how strange that that wasn't the lowlight of my week, eh?) and some minor irritations. A few 'bonus' moments, including running on the track while big fat flakes of snow were drifting down, a promotion which means more vacation (how strange that that wasn't the highlight of my week), and some really good laughs with my colleagues tips the balance to it having been a good week. But still. One for the history books.
I have a few more photos from my fabulous new camera. Food and pups. Does it get any better?
Tina's first snow. She's like her pre-sister Sayla and loves to run and scoop up snow at the same time.
Mushroom pies made by Mark for the annual Directors and Ex-Directors of the GWU First Year Writing Program dinner. Fun time was had by all. It never fails to amaze me that all these people (five members and their partners) all get on so incredibly well.
Awwwwww. Dylan has a very heavy head and often needs to just rest it on something, like Daddy's leg.
He's also afraid of toast and anything else that might possibly set off the smoke alarm. After Mark set it off while cooking breakfast (and yes, I do have a photo of that too, but I'm no going to bore you with it, but how lucky am I to come home ot a cooked breakfast, a roaring fire and cuddly dogs?) this morning, Dyl found this very safe place to hide. Poor baby.
So, when I've had a hard week, I call up my friend Chelle and we have a retail therapy session. I owe any style I may have to her and many many many of my happiest memories.
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