What I did on my vacation

It was a staycation this year. But I managed to cram in a whole lot of stuff:

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I had a birthday!

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I got beautiful flowers that are still beautiful a week later.

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I went to Trader Vic's with Chris. We had fruity, girly drinks. But, no Pina Coladas. My apologies to Warren Zevon.

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Trader Vic's floor show--making bananas foster!

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I finally got to see the cats playing on the new cat tree. Tallulah loves it the best.

Mattie-Possessed

Mattie is possessed by the tree demons.

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I suffered a sequin disaster. But, on the upside, learned that some things really can't go in the washing machine, even on the hand wash setting.

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I went to the Southern Living show house. That's me taking pics with my new birthday iPhone. I was an iPhone virgin--and am totally in love now!

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I found inspiration in the show house bathrooms.

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The show house inspired me to tear into the Elvis bathroom, which was last painted/updated before the Civil War. Of course, it's not finished, but don't worry, Elvis isn't leaving the building--or the bathroom. He's just getting new surroundings.

And, I had a stomach bug. But, you can relax. There aren't any pics of that!

So, what did you do on your summer vacation?

Happy Tuesday and thanks for reading!

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