The Good, the Bad, the Indescribably Cute

We're back from Florida and I don't feel like talking about it. The trip can be summed up, in essence, by this conversational exerpt that occurred just as we were driving off in our rental car after arriving:

SEAN: *smacks forehead* SHIT!

REDPANDA: (alarmed) What? What is it?

SEAN: I forgot the keys to the condo!

REDPANDA: You....what?

SEAN: The keys! I don't have them. They're in Boston still.

REDPANDA: (long pause) Does...anyone here...have them?

SEAN: No. The guy who does is away on vacation.


Yes, yes, gentle reader; I am aware that locksmiths can be called. Indeed, locksmiths were called. But that is not really the point. The point is that 2 days were lost to exhausting every other option and then seeking a locksmith who would open a condo we, wait for it, DO NOT OWN for us. Well, actually, I think there is a slip of paper that indicates Sean owns it. That slip of paper, of course, is in BOSTON.

That was the bad.

The Good and the Indescribably Cute are this: We have decided to announce that there is an impending addition to our little family. Meet Sadie.

Sadie is too little to come home to live just yet. She is expected to arrive sometime around September 8th. Also, she has the honor of being the very first Well-Red image.