Yesterday was a happy, sunny spring Sunday!

I washed filthy Otto inside and out for three glorious hours.
And then we had a playdate at the beach with Kitty and Golfy.
And then Amy and I drank wine and made more Vegas plans.
And we listened to 50 Cent like it was our birthday.
And this morning the little light bulb went off over my head, and I realized that what's been stressing me out for the past few weeks was really just an irrational fear I drummed up in my crazy little head and it's time for me to breathe again. (Don't you hate/love when that happens?)

Go see the glamorous Otto and Golfy photoshoot at Compo Beach. They partied like it was their birthday.