Blonde Bishop Presumed Dead

Caught in the act! Blonde Bishop officially missing. Pablo chief suspect (I found a pawn in his mouth).

My Chess Bud, The Pip.

The King Stands Alone

Mummy (Me) and Pip. My eldest daughter is going through an UK phase--loving all things British. Thus, I am now Mummy rather than the N. American: Mommy.

The smooth wooden sides are drawers that open to store the chess pieces in separate pockets.

My travel chess set has arrived. We christened it down town at a favorite coffee shop: The Cannery--Tabs, Pip and I. Pip and I on one team against Tabs. And let me say, both Tabs and Pip are brilliant players. Pip gets tired of the game quickly but when she's focused on it--she knows what she's doing and can see threats from every angle. But the day has been wrought with Chess issues. First of all my portable new Canon Elf camera refused to record the pics I took at The Cannery. The camera is broken and the help line doesn't open until Monday. The game went on for oven an hour and a half so we decided to bring it home to finish (it's magnetized).
The above pics are of Pip and I playing once home. Next thing we knew, blasted Pablo grabbed a few pieces and ran off. I found a white pawn in his mouth but we have found no trace of the bishop. The set is rather expensive and this is the first time we've played with it.
I called ChessBaron to see if I could order a new bishop. The Chess baron was most kind and said he'd send me a new one. I hung up the phone only to hear Peter make fun of me for telling the Chess Baron that a "blonde" bishop had gone missing. Peter thinks only a nit-wit would call a chess piece blonde. The correct term is white. I say F-that. The blasted bishop was made out of blonde wood and thus the guy probably had blonde hair if he were a real bishop :P.

The rest of the day I spent playing dog fashion show and dog treasure hunt with Pip. Mist has friends over and Tabs is at a friend's for a sleep over. Tonight we are going to the film The Artist. I fell in love with the trailer and decided I must see it.
And good news: I made it through he entire month of February without eating out at a restaurant or ordering take out! That was a record.
Made peanut butter marshmallow squares today as I am addicted to those snacks. Good thing I dance for about 8 hours a week. If I were to record how much dark chocolate and peanut butter squares I've eaten this month--you probably wouldn't believe me.