2. If you missed me talking about it on Instagram, $562 later, Gus was basically diagnosed with a virus. He is back to his normal jackassing around self, inserting himself where he doesn't belong, making squeaky toy noises and wanting to play at 12:27 a.m. two nights in a row.
3. I think the dogs will make their triumphant return to the beach this week. They've been off it all season.
4. Last weekend was the longest time I've been at the shore consecutively since we bought our house. It's weird, I'm usually ready to come home at a certain point on vacation, no matter where I am, so I can be in MY home. But now I'm all wait, this is home too. I'm never quite ready to come home from there. Especially in the off-season!
5. Bruce Springsteen played for over four hours last night and I was there. I'm exhausted. More tomorrow.
6. My nails were a fucking horrorshow yesterday. I love light nail colors but feel like they only look good on me these days in a gel. So I did that on my nails - cue the bitching about how I hate gel in about four days. I usually only get them 3-4 times a year, mostly on vacations or (like now) when I just can't be bothered. My toes are OPI Dusk Over Cairo. My accompanying photos leave a lot to be desired.
7. People still have a lot to say about Colin Kaepernick and jack shit to say about things like this.
8. This week in books, I had to file The Beet Queen as do not finish. I read 50% of it too. It's been a while since I've done that. More book talk on Show Us Your Books on Tuesday!