We went on a few walks
... we made a really yummy (vegan) fruit pizza (made with whole wheat/cinnamon sugar crust, avocado-lime spread, and lots of fruit)
... and hung out in our jammies. Sorry, Mom, for posting the early morning picture of you, but I didn't think you'd mind.
(which were MUCH needed. That morning Abby was particularly needy and wouldn't let me put her down for a second. That wouldn't be so bad except she wasn't happy with me just holding her, she was wriggling and twisting and pulling, trying to get me to go from one room to the next, never happy with what we were looking at. Poor bug, she wasn't feeling well.)
That, and it had been since 2007 since I've gotten a manicure or a pedicure! It was glorious.
Please take note of the Vogue I have open on my lap: an ad for the Missoni for Target line, which would become an early morning, pre-airport adventure we would lead the morning that Keena and I flew out. It was a little bit epic. I don't think I'm exaggerating. I think that people like Keena did predict the blockbuster of the Missoni launch.