Cabin fever is kind of an insidious little devil, but I'll be darned if you'll catch that son of a gun in this house. Today, we made it out to a lunch place here called Le Dog. Yes, they serve hot dogs, but fortunately, I have Angela here to let me know that only a FOOL would order anything but the soup. Angela had lobster bisque and I had the tortilla soup. And it was wonderful indeed. If I ever go by myself, I'll be getting a chili dog and regretting it.
Also included is a video of Violet being cute, because that's what we're all really here for.
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| It's all so exciting, I just had to close my eyes. |
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| Violet rocked some old man pants up to the chest like it was no big deal. |
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