Somebody – and I’m not naming names here (*cough! Nembu) can’t be trusted on his own in the house, so has been forced to be social in the living room.

My little man – back from back surgery and feeling spry.

I miss mine.

Ethereal glow on an evening walk with Nembu. I got a full 50 minutes of brisk walking out of the old boy, and he was happy to do it.

My little bites went in for back surgery today, so I spent the evening making an Italian sausage ragu & a broccoli soup I didn’t eat.

Leaving the city

Detail of the flocked velvet wallpaper from the steakhouse we ate at for my DH’s birthday. Va-va-va-voom!

Bubbles on top of bubbles.

The Lego Hoth playset may or may not have been purchased just so I could get my hands on a tauntaun.

I love him. And now he lives by my hubby’s side of the bed and protects the lamp.

My boys, sharing a nap. I think Nembu missed his dog this weekend.