Let’s see. The train was really busy so it was hard to read my Triangles book for some parts of the trip. And then when we got to the transfer station it was really crowded and I watched somebody get arrested and then I went down the escalator and caught a train just as it was about to close its doors! … Yup, that was the train.

I got boots for The Steff and Donkey’s wedding this Saturday. Black boots. Black heel boots. Black knee-high heel boots. (Yah. I haven’t opened the box yet. Georgie keeps trying to get in there. I wonder if she wants to play dress-up with them… hmm.

Ripley did a bad thing Wednesday morning and Dawg warned me when I called on the way home that he and Ripley were not on speaking terms. When I got home Ripley was in a timeout location that we didn’t create for her, she just started using it and then she didn’t leave that spot all night. I picked her up a few times and Dawg held her for a minute to say the punishment was off, but she just kept hanging out in the timeout spot. And then I went to sit down to write this blog post, stood up, looked down, and there was Ripley giving me the love eyes, hanging out on her back with her belly exposed. Yaaaaaay. And now? She’s snoozing with her head propped up on a stack of papers on my desk, staying warm by the computer. *zzzzzzzzzzzz*

*In case you missed my habit of leaking Top Chef info, you’re in luck! SPOILER: That’s what Fabio says after he breaks his finger and they ask him if he wants to go to the hospital DURING the elimination challenge. Hardcore, sir, hardcore.