This weekend, I dropped Hal off at the airport for his flight to LA. He's finally driving up his motorcyle! So this means I have the house all to myself for the entire week. Yipeeee! I'm sure I'll start missing him around Day 3, but as of now, I'm most definitely enjoying my time alone with the cat. Is this weird? :)
{Image via Vogue by Claiborne Swanson Frank}
