It’s not fun being left at home

Charlene and the kids are away visiting in Philadelphia visiting Char’s sister and her new baby, and the house is QUIET. Man, I’m not used to this.

Today is Charlene’s birthday and I should be cutting the cake or something right now. Instead I’m watching dogs sleep and making myself some Madras Chicken. I’m learning it’s a lot more fun to be the one traveling, which is my normal mode, rather than the one left behind.

Did I mention the house is quiet? By the way, anyone want a sleeping dog? Or two?