Blame It On The Dog

March 2. 2014

The dog is driving me to drink. 

blame it on the dog.

All day he's been
either staring at me, 
or out the window, 
any chance to bark at 

wind
deer
trees
walkers 

The wine is open.
The red carpet has started.
Honestly, I can't pull it together to write.

Look for me mid-week?


















I'd like to thank my...

this being alive friends.


you have brains in your head.
you have feet in your shoes.
you can steer yourself 
any direction you choose.

hollywood?

xo b