So the second sock has been a little down in the dumps because his buddy got to got to DC. To improve his morale, we took him out to dinner on Sunday. He picked the place.

Papa’s Pizza has a new location with a “view of the Bay.” Which means: if you sit by the window, crane your neck, look over the highway and trees, you can see the water. Heh.

Guess what Mom and Great Gran and I are doing tomorrow! You’ll never guess. I’ll give you a clue:

This is all your fault Becky. I do mean that in the nicest possible way!