Sorry guys. I got nothing today.
I blame the fact that this was pretty much dinner last night:
I finally broke into my last bottle of vino from the wine festival I attended over the summer. I was actually planning on saving this for the cupcake & wine party I was invited to on Saturday but desperate times… sorry, Kari! Good thing I have plans to go to a winery before the party anyway! Gwahaha.
Anyway, as it turns out, drinking an entire bottle of wine by yourself (moderation schmoderation!) is not the best way to inspire stellar blog post material. That being said, I was able to drunkenly bake some delightfully palatable pumpkin muffins (from a box mix — I’m not a miracle worker!) without burning the house down.
Oh, and for those of you who may be fretting about this drinking-alone thing in general (hi mom!), don’t worry. I wasn’t really alone. It was consumed under the ever-judgmental eyes of my schnauzers. I’m sure they can attest to the fact that all the dancing-in-my-underwear that went on was really special.
It’s been a rough couple of days, in case you didn’t pick up on that vibe. But even in my semi-inebriated state, I know better than to drag you all down with what’s a-been going on. At least, not yet.
So instead, here’s a short video of what I come home to everyday. Hint: my dogs continue to be awesome. (Be sure to click through if you’re reading this via email subscription!)
There’s really no feeling quite like having your dogs be THAT excited to see you when you get home. And yes, Daxter is, in fact, wearing a monkey costume. It was Halloween on Monday, remember?
Pulling. It. Off.
Sorry for the lame half-assery today, friends. I promise tomorrow will be better. Well, I promise to try at any rate. And even if it ends up being just as lame, at least it’ll still be Friday. So that’s got to count for something.