My work week from hell is finally over and we had a big celebration with the team in the Pope room of Buca di Beppo. We thanked everyone for a job well done and I drove home excited to sleep in my own bed for the first time in a long time. (I give up my bedroom to guests of the Hotel Careyfornia. 
It’s only fair, given the odd hours I keep!)
I actually checked my overflowing mailbox when I got home (for the first time in months) and was surprised to find two post cards from two places that surprisingly I have never visited: Mauritius and Latvia! It’s rare for me to get a postcard from somewhere I haven’t been, so kudos to V and David!
How sweet is that!? Thanks guys!!
So after I finally got home, I was sitting on the couch watching American Idol and I felt strangely alone. I began lamenting the fact that there was no dog (or people) in the house for the first time since Christmas! (I’ve been dog sitting Daisy and/or Chazz and/or Chanel and/or Garbo & Ruby and/or Roscoe since who knows when!) Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I opened it and my neighbor Jessica was standing there with tears in her eyes. Her newborn baby had developed jaundice and had to stay in the hospital. She was understandably upset and asked if I could watch her dog Sophie for a few days. Needless to say, the Hotel Careyfornia and Pet Motel wasn’t empty for long. Sophie’s a good dog. She sits out on the patio all day sunning herself and occasionally comes in my office and jumps in my lap for a while. I’m happy to report that baby Jaden should be coming home from the hospital tomorrow, so all is well.
Sophie sits on my lap while I work!
