My Weekend in Pictures

Hello, dear friends.  I don't know about you, but it's something about summertime that makes me include Friday as part of the weekend.  The Mister always says that every day is a weekend day to me.  Isn't he a riot?  He's a regular Jerry Seinfeld.  

Is it just me or is there an exceptional amount of pollen this year?  I have to wipe down my counters at least three or four times a day.  I don't mind though because I consider it my cardio.   

Last week, I drove to Boston to meet a new friend.  On my way to the restaurant, I stopped at the Farmer's Market. 

I met this cute little guy.  He was much better behaved than my two hooligans.

Enough with the veggies... on to a big fattening lunch.

Pattie is one of my wonderful readers from North Carolina.  Her daughter lives in Beantown and just had a baby.  Pattie and her Mister rented a condo so they can come and visit their new grandchild whenever they wish.  Pattie was so helpful with some questions that #2 and I had about Durham. 

We had a delightful lunch on a beautiful day on the patio of Stephanie's.  Pattie - if you're reading this, come back soon.  I owe you lunch.

Although Saturday morning was positively gorgeous, it started out on the wrong paw foot.  Just like when my girls were little, it's never a good sign when my two angels are quiet.  I was working on a post and realized I hadn't heard the poochies bark to come in.

I walked out to discover this crime scene.  I caught these 2 perps redhanded.  And I thought teenagers were tough!!

Chili got Chowdah to dig a hole deep enough to reach China for her to climb under the stoop.  She calls it her clubhouse.

It took me two hours to coax Chili to come out of her newfound home.  I tried to bribe her with every treat imaginable.  I felt like I was a hostage negotiator.  We finally came to an agreement.  When the Mister and I pass away and go to the great emptynesterville in the sky, we are leaving everything to Chili.  Sorry, girls.  We've got an appointment with the lawyer next week.

The muscle behind the madness.

My hero to the rescue!

A not-so-happy Mister repairing the damage.  He bought a hundred thousand dollar's worth of every product available to deter digging.  He felt pretty darn proud of himself.

Until the next morning.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!  Not again!!!

Chili made me do it!

Meanwhile... my girl is back in her clubhouse.

SCRAM!!!

No more timeouts for these two.

From now on the hooligans are assigned to manual labor - 
HOUSEWORK! 

After the second day of clean up, we enjoyed our first al fresco lunch of the season together at The Scarlet Oak, one of my very favorite places for lunch.

You can tell... the Mister still looks mad.

We wore off some calories doing a little antiquing.  We are in search of unique door stops.  With all the windows open, the doors are constantly slamming in our house.  Scares the bejeezus out of me.  It's a virtual House of Horrors.

Needless to say, the "organization" of this shop does nothing for the Mister's OCD tendencies.

The Mister lost all color when he had to find his way through this room.

We did find one door stop that looked like an iron.  I don't know why I bought that one since I hate to iron.  I bargained with the lady.  It was ten dollars and I got it for ten dollars.  So much for my negotiating skills.

We then went off to the movies.  Kate Beckinsale was wonderful in her role.  The costumes and scenery were gorgeous as well.  I really felt that the movie fell flat, though.  I give it a solid C.

But what do I know?  
It got good reviews.

To drown his sorrows, the Mister insisted on stopping for a "light" dessert.  Will someone please tell him that just because it is a yogurt doesn't mean it is light in calories?

Have a great weekend. 

Until next time...

My neighbor, Susie, who knows Chow & Chil very well sent this to me.

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