...absolutely nothing is happening, other than me waiting desparately for more news of Mrs. Peeps. You'll note how I sleep with my eyes half open, so I'll be ready to spring into action at a moment's notice.
I have received evidence that Mrs. Peeps and Ms. Blonde One made a successful sortie to Barbara-Jo's Books for Cooks this morning and were successful in cornering their prey, Anthony Bourdain. I understand that Mrs. Peeps was quite ecstatic by the whole business. Ms. Blonde One less so, which possibly had a whole lot to do with the fact that the Belgian Waffle place next door was not open on Mondays and absolutely nothing to do with the mission...
Now I don't want to read too much into this, but I think there may be a little bit of Stockholm Syndrome happening. I'm starting to consider the possibility that Mrs. Peeps is actually not being tortured, and may in fact be enjoying herself, even a little bit. I offer the following to support my theory: Mrs. Peeps and Ms. Blonde One, clearly enjoying a breakfast meeting following the Anthony Bourdain sighting.
I don't think there is anywhere on earth where a cafe latte, an "eye opener" (espresso and dark roast coffee), a perfectly flaky croissant and a blueberry white chocolate danish, eaten in a sunroom overlooking the harbour on a beautiful sunny day while contemplating Anthony's autograph, could be considered torture.