A sunny afternoon...

One thing I have to keep in mind is that I am now a cheap drunk; by that, I mean, it doesn't take much to make me tipsy. Friday, Miss T and Mr J came to have lunch with me. They were running behind, so I had a glass of Pinot while waiting. Mistake. Big mistake. Pre-surgery, it was nothing to have a drink at lunch time. I could go back to work and function just fine. I have to accept that I can no longer do this. I ended up having to go home (T&J were terrific - they got me home safely) as I was three sheets to the wind, and that was only on one and not even a half glass of wine. Tch, tch. tch. Bad girl.

When they got me home, I let Sparky out to meet Hershey (big, lovable guy - he's T&J's canine companion), and J whipped out his new camera and took this shot:

He's so good - he even added his artsy style and faded the photo's edges. I love it. And he was able to get the Sparkster looking straight ahead (quite the almost impossible feat with that little stubborn guy.)

Had a nice time Friday - always good to see good friends.