I've said it before and I'll say it again, blogging is so ridiculously wonderful. I mean, without it, Sarah and I probably never would have met, and I would have been missing out on an AMAZING friendship. From the moment we walked in their door, it was like we were old friends reunited.
None of this awkward sit-politely-with-your-hands-in-your-lap type stuff. Rather, Mister handed Eric a beer and they propped up on the counter to chat. Sarah and I were giddy pouring wine and exchanging trinkets, and Pierre had his head buried in Floyd's toy basket enjoying himself and making a mess of Sarah's clean living room. And Sarah didn't care. In true basset form, Floyd observed all from the corner of the room with slight disdain, none too happy to have been woken from his slumber (don't blame him a bit).
As an added bonus early in the weekend, my law school bestie, G, was in town visiting her family....close to Sarah's house!!! G still lives in FL, and we haven't seen each other since Eric and I moved - so seriously, what are the chances of us getting to visit hundreds of miles away from where either of us live? While everyone else got some work done on Friday morning, I was a total slacker and scooted down the street to have coffee with G. It was the best coincidence ever.
|She's still got that "post bar exam glow" :)|
I'm not sure that I can put into words the joy of having TWO basset hounds in the same household - maybe you can try to get a grasp from the photos?
Pierre and Floyd have SO MANY similarities, but each still has a distinct personality. It was so much fun to just watch them together. Pierre basically followed in Floyd's footsteps like Floyd was his older brother. If I were Floyd, I'd have been a little annoyed - as you can see, Pierre basically took over his parents' laps for the weekend.
Floyd exceeded my expectations, as you might imagine. I mean, what a doll - even cuter in person. And so much personality!!! I just kept talking to him, waiting for him to respond. Which....sometimes he did ;)
Sarah and Mister outdid themselves as hosts...I mean, if I were you, I'd try to get a weekend at their house on the books as soon as possible. And maybe, if we pressure her enough, Sarah will post the recipe for the most delicious banana bread that I have ever had.
|Pierre helping Mister with dinner reservations.|
Basically, we ate, and ate, and ate....and ate some more. They took us to favorite restaurants and a rooftop bar (so fun). We also went to the fancy dog park. Then we napped. Then we ate some more.
And we just HUNG OUT people, and it was amazing. I'm fully aware of the fact that you can't do that with all friends...it takes a special type to just have fun *existing* with. Floyd's parents? THEY are a special type.
Now, you might be wondering what shenanigans ensued with two bassets under one roof. Pierre tried his hardest to snag a bite of Sarah's BBQ sandwich, while Floyd awaited his chance at Eric's.
For the amount of plotting that COULD have gone on, they were well-behaved.
In all seriousness, a major THANK YOU to Floyd and his wonderful parents for an incredible weekend and for making us feel like their home was ours! We are already plotting the next Basset-BFF weekend!