Really, not much going on. Last weekend the Man and I hot-footed-it up to Whistler for a weekend getaway. It was a lovely weekend, much better weather than was predicted and we ate way too much food. But it was great to just escape without any kids.
So now I’m back and it’s the same-old same-old. I’ll chronicle here for you just what’s happening.
Knitting and listening to my pod.
A little closer, you say?
Nothing better than a little bootlegged Bob.
The excitement is too much. Time for a rest. Happy 4th to my American peeps.