Last night Michlle and I had dinner with some old family friends who’ve lived here for the last 8 years. They’re just celebrating 1 year in their new house over near the Laurelhurst theater. It was a gorgeous house, and we had a wonderful dinner out in the back. Our dogs played a bit, then chewed on bones, and chased cats.
Much later that night, Michelle bolted up and shook me awake because she thought she’d heard glass breaking. We cruised the house, looked around the yard, then went back to bed. I managed to get back to sleep quickly, though she kept bolting up at noises, which kept scaring me. Needless to say, I’m dragging ass this morning.