Cracked

It's late and my head feels about like an egg someone just smacked against the edge of the counter top. But! I have not posted in a few days and I was in danger of being kept awake all night by the weighty guilt that this saddles me with. Dear people... I am dedicated to trying to entertain you in my weak, silly ways. Thank goodness I have an entertaining assistant who usually puts on a good show regardless of what I am doing on the sidelines...



How can you not be charmed by a big toothy grin packed with sand and dirt?

What can I tell you about the past few days? Ummmmmm. Ahhhhhhhh... we have been doing a lot of eating, sleeping, walking and talking... with some work sandwiched in there every so often. Billy is painting like mad actually. He is trying to get ahead, stocked up if you will... before we leave to go down to Carmel for the big art competition he is participating in mid May. I have been working on listing new vintage in my etsy shop. Rudy has been working on mastering the art of being annoying. Oh! he is almost there. Almost perfect.

We took him down to the beach today to peel off the layers of piss and vinegar that he adorns himself with. It is amazing how much it takes to tire this little bugger out. He digs, he runs, he swims, he chases.... he can't be stopped. When things get out of hand (which they often do) Billy has to pull him aside for a little one on one man talk. Although it never seems to do much good.





Note the fine stick throwing form on Bill McLane here....



Rudy still has a few problems with the retrieving part of the fetch game. After he gets the stick he usually just runs willy nilly all over the beach with it instead of bring it back. Oh well... as long as he is having a good time...



I am off to la la land. Hope the rest of your week is a huge success in whatever you are endeavoring to achieve right now. Cheers people!