Boating in Stockholm

Boat days are the best days.

She's called Marta, and she's 70 years old.  What a beaut!

We pulled right up to the royal palace (there it is in the background) for ice cream.

 And there we ran into some baby corgis.  See, I told you it was the best day.

Filtered.

The Best Things

Nicki, a corgi called Buddy, and pork steaks...

Does it get any better?

This must be my lucky day.

Corgi Party

These are the corgis...

that started it all.


The obsession.  The corgi obsession.

These guys are legendary in Queen Village.

This is a recent pic from Emma, proving that the O.G. Corgi party is alive and well, still hustlin' and runnin' the sidewalks of Queen Village.


As proof of just how bad we have it for corgis (and you know who you are, who I'm talking to here...), B and I were sitting out at a cafe the other day when a handsome, somewhat scraggly but still dashing dog walked by.

I exclaimed, "Look how cute he is!"

And B said, "Nah.  His legs are too long."


That, friends, is corgi fever.