
I have been craving sushi for weeks, so Sid and I met at RA for lunch. Boy oh boy - it hit the spot!


She didn't move. She didn't make a dash for the door. She stood there. Staring. Radiating disappointment. Poor Dixie.
I spent most of the morning downstairs - on the computer, making/drinking coffee. The dogs were nowhere to be found and that was fine with me.
I am having furious Sookie Stackhouse withdrawls. You know the series by now, don't you? The Charlaine Harris book series about Sookie Stackhouse, the telepathic waitress in Bon Temps, Louisiana? The series that HBO's True Blood is based on? Well, do you know it? DO YOU?
NOTE: I'm on Santa's naughty list for being a terrible photo blog participant. I didn't take a single photo over the weekend, except for our Friday night outing. So, for Saturday and Sunday, I'm cheating and using some photos I took during the week.