When I was younger, mom and dad rarely traveled back home to Denmark together - finances dictated alternating solo trips. Dad brought me back this sandwich box from one of his trips. I think I was about 8. Until last year, I was storing beads in it. These days it accompanies me to work nearly every day with a beloved standard issue pb&j (thanks @ejgurley!) it’s a nice mid-day reminder that what’s really important in life are the people you love who love you back.
Wishing I had more of my friend with me than flat words on walls… (at Weinstein Gallery)
Kitteh update: stopped over to give him steam room treatment before heading out of town. He’s almost back to normal - eyes open and awake, he was finally walking around, talking and starting to express interest in toys. Whew!
And so it begins… Nisse stue hos mor og far (Danish modern fancy digs for the nisser is the first holiday related placement at the ‘rents)
Bacon Jam Sunday!!!!! (at Local)
You wouldn’t guess it, but the big sister used to be a bonafide city slicker (at Green Gates Farm)
Cran relish on prairie breeze cheddar on leftover sweet potato biscuits. #heaven
New favorite - the cranberries that go on/with EVERYTHING. #omnomnom
Poor kitteh has a virus & fever. Vet gave meds and immune boosters.
Kitteh update. He’s eating and drinking tons, but still sneezing, mouth breathing and generally just sleeping.
Julenisser, caught; paparazzi style. (at Three Oaks, MI)
Dying from the cuteness!
Hobo theme by Mike Ballan
