Beaumont: So. Can I just say something? Me: Is it nice? Beau: Ha! Like I’m never not nice. Though I would suggest it’s not nice of you to even ask the question. Me: Fine. I apologize. What did you want to say? Beau: So I understand you’re off to see "The Littles" this week. Me: Yup! I’m so excited.... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. You're doing it again. Beau: What's that? Me You know what that is. Beau: Louise. If I knew what that is I wouldn't ask what that is. Me: (sigh) Lying on top of me. Beau: Oh that. Me: Yes. Beau. That. And see, you did know what it was. Beau: Well actually Louise.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Excuse me. You're not posting that photo of me on my blog are you? Me: Why wouldn't I? Beaumont: It's not my best look. Me: What's wrong with it? Beaumont: I look like I've been on a bender. Me: I think it's cute. Anyway. You don't drink. Beaumont: You could drive me to drink.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Really Louise? You give me a moose cookie when there's a perfectly good bowl of stew sitting right in front of me? Me: I brought it back just for you from Mt. Engadine Lodge Beau! Beau: So what? if you hadn't gone away you wouldn't have had to bring me something back. Me: Oh.... Continue Reading →
Beau and his significantly special gift from Iwona Beaumont: So... Louise... what gives? Me: What do you mean? Beau: I mean... what gives? Iwona sent me a gift. Rod sent me 50 ways to get even and you? What did you get me? Me: I came home?... Beau: And... Me: And... that's it. Beau: And... Continue Reading →
Looking from the inside/outside - oh where oh where can my hoomans be? Get this peeps. Louise goes off galivanting in the east... she seldom calls... and now... she's even reposting one of our conversations from when she went west two years ago to see 'The Little' who at the time was the only Little... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Would you please get that disgusting thing off the couch. Beau: It's not a 'thing'. It's my Bebé. Me: I don't care what it is. It's disgusting. Please take it away. Now. Beau: If you throw it, I will. Me: I am not touching that thing! Beau: Bebé. Me: Beau.... Beau: (oh so... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. What are you doing? Beau: Sitting. Me: On my lap. Beau: My... you are observant Louise. Me: It's kind of hard not to be. You're too big and heavy to be a lapdog. Beau: I ain't heavy. I'm your brother. Me: Right. And it's a long, long road with many a winding turn.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So... what do you think? Me: About what Beau? Beau: My photo. Silly. Me: It's lovely. I did take it you know. Beau: Yeah. I know. But I'm wondering whether you got my good profile or if the other side is better. Me: Ummm.. Does it matter.? You're handsome either side. Beau: Well of... Continue Reading →
Me: So.... Beau.... Beaumont: Oh dear. I always get nervous when you say my name like that. What did I do this time? Me: Don't be silly. Nothing. I just want to talk to you about something. Beau: What's that? Me: Well. A friend, a big fan of yours, suggested you might want to be... Continue Reading →
