Once upon a time there was this group of happening single folks who spent their weekends getting completely schnockered and staying out late and seeing movies and then slept in the next morning. Now the same group of friends is all juggling babies and new jobs and new relationships, and it’s way more difficult to get together.
We try really hard, and this month was Brunch Club. I meant to take all these great photos, but came home with five crappy ones. But maybe what that means is that I was having such a great time chit-chatting that I totally forgot to take photos. But then that makes it sound like when I go places and take lots of photos that I’m having a crappy time. And that’s not true, either.
Oh, well. In this case, good food, good company, crappy photos.
Then I went home and begun the Big Dig, in which we unearth the remains of the house post-Ellery invasion and see if we can rebuild a civilized society.