Movie night! This time around we saw The Martian (rad despite the residual disgust re: the recent spate of Damonsplaining). It was paired with The Scorch Trials, which we’d already seen and weren’t terribly excited to sit through again, so we skipped out after the main act. I actually got to bed at a decent hour, which quite pleased the old lady in me.

Incidentally, a) I missed the swinging penis and b) the filmmakers missed a most excellent opportunity to drop a Firefly reference: HE WANTS TO BE CALLED CAP’N TIGHTPANTS, NOT CAPTAIN BLONDE BEARD!

Funny story: I was still recovering from that awful poison ivy rash, and the pilled fabric on the ratty old hoodie I chose was making my arms itch something awful, so about fifteen minutes into the drive, I decided to turn it inside-out. (Much better!) Well, Peedee kept trying to raid the front pocket for tissue – which, post-switch, was on the inside of the sweater. He went to stick his snout in the pocket only to find that it no longer existed. Mind, blown!

 
— TUESDAY —

I’m not sure what I was thinking with this combo,
other than “Hey, here are two pieces Peedee’s never worn before!”

Much better.

Finnick just kind of wandered into our photo shoot, so.

Funny story numero dos: After a few days up on Flickr, I noticed that these pics of Peedee got about x10 more hits than usual – 200 to the normal 20 (tops). Aaaand then it hit me: Among the tags I used? “Cheerleader.”

Then there was this set, which just shows Peedee against the brick exterior of the house, yet also got a ridic number of views. The title of the image? “Naked Peedee.” Oh, Internet.

So basically Peedee attracted a bunch of horny dudes looking for free pics of naked cheerleaders. I hope he killed at least a few boners last week. (That’s his new nickname, btw.)

Then there was Jayne, dressed as a trick or treater.

And Finnick, the half-pumpkin. (We haven’t quite acclimated him to head pieces yet.)

That night we took the Terrible Trio to the Smoke & Davey Trailhead at Sailboat Cove. Peedee did great – he seems to be chiller with car rides the further we get away from his last vet appointment – and resident diva Mags loves the paved trails.

 
— THURSDAY —

Stopping to smell the marigolds.

 
— SATURDAY —

Not the best lighting, but you can’t beat the pose.

Peedee’s helping me out with the morning email/twitter routine. (Curse you to hell, @Invisalign!)

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Rennie and Finnick, grabbing some sun. (On the Cave Bed. Emphasis on “Cave.”)

Shane managed to find another section of Bonebender that we hadn’t walked, so that’s pretty rad! We left Mags at home at took Ice Cream Star in her place. She was not amused, gravel be damned.

Bonus points: They’re extending it. Future new trails!