Last night we headed Valentine's Day off at the pass and went to a dinner dance featuring the band amRadio and boy, what a blast.


We met up with friends and danced so much that by the end of the night my feet were falling off, and I felt like I'd been in a steam bath. Talk about working up a sweat!



When we got home, our lovely rescue pup had apparently decided she was bored and so she'd pulled apart one of the arms of an upholstered chair in the sunroom. Happily, this was not one of my favorite chairs, and happily, she hadn't eaten any of the stuffing, just dropped it in a tidy pile, and so I figure that's our big heads up on finding a dog toy that will keep her occupied when no one's here.

She's a pip, that's for sure. And I'd rather have her take apart the furniture than the cats, so it's fine. Well, not fine but better than it could have been. And she was reprimanded -- she wilts and grovels at stern tones of voice anyway, so it's not hard to scold her at all -- and so we'll see what happens tonight.  She's in the living room with my bf right now, stretched out on the couch and happily watching the motorcycle races.

Now, I have a Valentine's Day gift to go and wrap.

Have a wonderful Sunday.