On a recent weekend, we went out for breakfast.
At Chow. Of course. We live in a city famous for its fabulous eateries and yet we only go to three of them.
Then we took Saki down to get his pedicure. That was exactly as popular as you might expect. Still, he's a very, very good boy, but I couldn't get a shot of the cute guy clipping his nails. Rats.
Then we came home and I took a nap. No pictures, sorry.
So that's the trade-off, a happy life for a dull blog. Maybe I'll just start making shit up. Did I ever tell you about the time I was kidnapped by pirates off the coast of someplace I'll have to figure out later? Let me get back to you on that.