I had a nice weekend in St. Louis. On Saturday, I had lunch with author Mark Tiedemann at McConnell’s Pub, followed by a bit of wandering through an artsy antique-y district in search of an artist’s studio open house that wasn’t yet open. (We were a few hours too early. Oops.) On Sunday, I shopped, bagging three pairs of dress pants and a jacket. (For me, this is a major find!)

On a sentimental note, I also bought a memorial for the FurBeast: a sleeping angel kitty figurine, originally designed as a hide-a-key. Her ID tags fit nicely in the secret compartment. I’ve thought about putting it in her favorite sunbeam amongst the shrubbery, but for now it rests on the cat’s couch in the dining room. (I suppose I should explain the whole cat’s-couch-in-the-dining-room thing, but not tonight.)