So Brett is away in Berlin still, and every night that I’ve called him at around 10:00 he’s still out somewhere partying it up. I asked him before he left what he was going to do with himself all those nights alone in a hotel room, and he was like, “Work on the book chapter and catch up on all this work I’ve got to do, blah blah blah…” Uh huh. He was out seeing the sights, at a restaurant, a bar (I know, tut tut). Basically the kid is running wild. And all this time all I have to comfort me is youtube and some icecream. Sob.
So, I still have a backlog of things I want to post, but tonight I looked out the window and the color of the sky and the light was just amazingly beautiful, so I ran out and took a few piccy-pics. I do not know why I just said that. Anyhoo, here they are.
I feel like I should write something important and poetic. Thinking, thinking… um nothin.