I'm Not Really a Witness. My Chihuahua Bites! Vodka & Cavier. These aren't the exact OPI colors my manicurist offered yesterday but there was a wide variety and the customer service was superb! Andrea brought a whole nail care kit to the Boothbay Harbor "camp," an awesome recently remodeled waterfront house her in-laws own. She gave me and Kim pedis, working much harder on my rough feet - what a treat! Jill picked out Kim's hot pink color and I went with a red shade. My piggies look great!
We fought serious traffic and accidents with side routes and old school mixed CDs, making it to Boothbay around 5 on Friday. Andrea joined us Saturday morning and we all spent time out on the rocks across the street from the house. Tony fished and Andrea and I tried to get some sun. Jill made a mess of herself a few times Saturday with a record three daytime baths, peeing on Andrea during one of them. Jill was stuffy Friday night and woke up around 1:30 a.m. We ended up on the porch with Jill wrapped in a blanket at 2 a.m. looking at the stars. Neither of us minded. It was a beautiful night!
Jill was a little off on Saturday. You could tell she wasn't feeling 100 percent and the travel time certainly did not help. She definitely enjoyed spending time with her Nana, Popa and Aunt Andrea though. She was all smiles!
We made the trip back on Sunday with almost one stop. I say almost because as we were pulling out of the rest stop, Jill decided it would be the opportune time to poop. Appropriately, That Smell by Lynyrd Skynyrd played in the background on the radio and Jill made her usual production over pooping.
Earlier in the week, Jill started initiating peek-a-boo, and laughing, sometimes uncontrollably. She's a riot! This week she also got pretty good at maneuvering herself from her belly into a sitting position then all the sudden pulling herself up the front of her crib. It all happens in a matter of seconds and it's very very scary! I think we're in for it!!