1. Yesterday after work I told Rick I’d help him as soon as I finished a blog post. He asked what it was about. When I said, “my parent’s 55th wedding anniversary”, he made a wisecrack; something along the lines of, “oh, a blog post about your parents…something new and different.” What the heck is THAT supposed to mean?
2. …”What the heck was that supposed to mean!?” I asked Abby when Josh and Rick were downstairs. She laughed and nodded and made some wisecrack remark about reading my whole blog and realizing it’s all about Nora and my parents. WHAT? Really? Well, then I suppose after this week someone will make a wise-ass remark that I only write about my niece Sarah! (sorry Nora in 8 years when you read this on micro-film)
(oh, and sorry, Dad, tonight)
3. I miss my Mom and Dad.
4. I miss Nora.
It’s Friday. It’s well after 5:00, and I’m happy.
p.s. Tomorrow, I get Nora all day. Consider yourself warned.