Updating you on what I did last week seems uninteresting now that Kenz has returned. Not that it was all that interesting before...
I was invited over to Jane & Julian's house last Friday night. Jane is Owen's (very preggers) sister. We ate delish burgers, took a couch apart in order to move it from one place to another, and had lots of fun hanging out & talking trash.
|O & C|
|Julian had his own special blend (left); Jane's were on the right (yum despite her vegetarian-ness).|
|It took us over an hour to figure out how to take the couch apart.|
|I was 'supervising' for most of it, natch.|
|Jane and Owen took turns obsessively stirring the onions (debates ensued as to whether or not it was 'obsessive').|
|A shamefully out of focus picture of Jane. I think she's got two more weeks until that lil baby comes out.|
|We reassembled the couch just before we left. All in all, it took us about two hours. We decided not to go into the moving business.|
It turned out to be a pretty enjoyable event, but part of the enjoyment was knowing I didn't have take part in the competition itself!
|On the way home, I ran into a stranger who was wearing a Johnny Cupcakes shirt. I stopped him for an obligatory pic.|
Random photo break:
|Kikster & Jamie|
|Kenz & Whit|
|Wig & Butt|
|Southbank on a Saturday|
|One in a series of public greenhouses set up for the summer|
|Kara & Jerry's dog, Pepper, had butt surgery - they shaved a rectangle in her butt.|
|Kenz mailed me a care package!|
Oh yea, and Kenz got home yesterday. No big deal.
We took advantage of what may be one of the last days of summer. Not long after she got home, we headed out into town, walked around, rode some swings (like last summer), ate ice cream, walked a bit more, held hands, etc. It was glorious.
|Let's try that again.|
|It was 90 degrees outside; I felt for the guy in the kangaroo outfit.|
|Kenz didn't waste time in Covent Garden - straight to the empanada station.|
|"Don't make it look like I've got two cones!"|
|The Clipper Round the World Yacht race will start on September 1st in London. This was the display in the middle of Trafalgar Square.|
|But this time, it wasn't me that had the problem...|
|...Kenz gets claustrophobic...|
|...and the swings were enclosed in a plexiglass bubble this year...|
|...which had me feeling safe while Kenz proceeded to try and grasp for ways of feeling free from the enclosure...|
|...by sticking her fingers out of the air holes.|
|A smile among panic.|
|The river Thames.|
My five weeks of a tidy house, with everything in its place, and a relatively rigorous structure day-in, day-out have all gone to the wind. Within an hour, the house was a mess, Kenz's stuff covered nearly every square inch of table-top surface space, and she had already made me a grocery list for the next morning. I came home last night to find her sprawled out, on the couch, having had set up the clip-fans she'd mailed me, sleeping. And I wouldn't have it any other way; it's good to have her back.
Thanks for reading. Have a great weekend!