Hooked

I took a little trip to Santa Rosa the last couple of days with my boyfriend. Besides a brief get-away before I go to Spain in a week and a half(Gasp! Denial. Tears. Guarded excitement.....), the real point of the trip was a "meet the family" sort of affair. He humorously suggested that I was trying to "get my hooks" into the important people in his life as to make me indespensible. I met at least three old friends per day over the course of three days, and like any good job interview, it was a two way street. I think both sides were duly satisfied with the knowledge that we all have each other's best interests at heart, and more importantly, we are all down with Monday night karaoke at the Flamingo (see photo above).