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this original Robbi Behr illustration.
So I bid as high as I could without Mark getting mad at me for spending my dollars on more things that can’t fit on the walls of our current home. We already have two lovely prints –one, mind you, was purchased by Mr. Mark and NOT me!– a few paintings, too many photographs, and all kinds of artworks in storage waiting for a home on the larger walls of a future chez Robertson.
Fingers crossed I will be the winner! I love the little house. On top of the big hill. Would that all things align themselves so that Mark and Gordo and I could live in a little house atop a big hill looking over a cool blue river and be at peace with the world. We would eat pizzas and chocolates and play games and sing songs and write blogs. And to save ourselves from a “treacherous fall” on our way down to collect our weekly supply of pizzas and chocolates, we would bushwhack a little path that winds its way in a spiral down the hill.
Anyhoo, not only do I happen to like this particular piece, but I also thoroughly enjoy winning. So alas if I do not win, I will have to wait and bid again on one of Robbi’s cute animals, which we readers of Idiots’Books have been promised in the next auction.
It’s been raining now for a few hours. Lots of rain. Super humid and everything’s damp. The pot garden LOVES it though, and we like it because we won’t have to water the pot garden anytime soon.
What’s amazing is how people are still out and about in the city, even in the downpour. We drove our friend Sammy to her home in Allston after a nice pizza and ice cream evening here in Belmont, and Allston was buzzing! The rain was coming down so heavy that I could barely see driving and yet traffic was insane. People all over, walking around and going to the bars. For me, the rain is a good excuse to stay in and have a pizza and ice cream evening. Which is exactly what we did.
Sammy–our good friend from Williamstown who now lives in Bean Town–and Annie, Mark’s sister (who recently got engaged–congrats to Annie and Shehzaad!) came over to hang out and eat pizza and ice cream with us. Even Gordo got some pizza and ice cream. We had two kinds of pizza–homemade (or partially homemade, we bought the dough at the Shaws)–plain cheese and garlic/broccoli/artichoke. It. Was. Awesome. And ice cream–Turkey Hill Peanut Butter Swirl and… wait for it… JR. MINT. Yes, I did say Jr. Mint. Little mini Jr. Mints, mint ice cream, and chocolate sauce swirled together in a fabulously minty and fresh mouthful of yumminess. Also, It. Was. Awesome.
Gordon got to eat the pizza bones and a Frosty Paws doggie ice cream treat, which is really just a frozen cup of peanut butter flavored doggie treat dough. A little gross, but dogs go nuts for them and ours is no exception. What a lucky Gordon.
What a fun night.
Yep, it’s still raining.
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