In which my friend celebrates her birthday with a painting party at John Ross Palmer’s and I get to see Bartholomew the carousel horse and also Bobby and Nancy. It was overall a very nice relaxed day, sleeping until 10, reading in bed, that kind of stuff.
Also, if one day I decided to steal Bartholomew the horse, how long do you think it’d be until John noticed and came to reclaim him? Should I try it? #tempted