Command Post Central

Yes, this is where it all happens.

Or where it would all happen if Mrs. Peeps wasn't so busy. I know this excuse is getting old, very old. Trust me, Mr. Peeps and I are in complete agreement on this point. However, all we can do is declare a truce on the moaning and whinging and hold tight for a couple of weeks until Mrs. Peeps's job becomes a little less intense in terms of deadlines.

And, although I didn't get my fiesta on Friday night despite my ever-so-subtle hinting, I did get nachos this weekend! Mmmmm. Nachos. Some of my favourite food.