The Daily Grind

I had a fab weekend. We went up to Maisie's - not just for the day but for a long 3 day weekend. There was some giant shindig so there were a whole bunch of people staying there too. I managed to con PL into letting me out at 6.30 a.m every day. Then he'd go back to bed and I'd have at least three more gullible house guests to do the same. I developed a new 360 spin - that adds a little urgency to the 'I need to go outside' look- which I'll have to show you sometime but for now here's a glimpse behind the scenes. This is what happens when I'm not gallivanting in Central Park or sniffing around the flea markets. This is the daily routine of a job description: companion. I have two beds- bed #1: vintage nepalese stool with raw silk cushion from ABC and bed # 2: Large Urban outfitter square cushion wrapped in a vintage cotton quilt. I choose to forsake them both to perform my companion duties - I'm up there on the work chair squished in with PL- who is really quite a fidget let me tell you but thats another post altogether.

Frisky Business

The title of this post references my failed attempt in the opening minute of the video to slide into shot a la Tom Cruise in that movie. Oh well -that didn't lessen the fun of a post rinse death match with my nemesis-the bath towel. Smothering towel awakens ninja spirit. I spin- pounce, hop-bark and crouch-crawl until evil looped cotton nemesis is forced to withdraw.



OK now I'm just shattered. Tres fatigue yo. We walked the whole of Central park- stopping only briefly at the Shakespeare garden, to drink a splash of water, stare at a rainbow and roll in the grass-hence the rinse when we got home. Now for a giganto nap to conclude the labor day festivities.