Gentle readers (all three of you),
I know, I know, I've been neglecting my posts. There's plenty to share, but not enough time at the moment to provide enough clever detail. Here's a snapshot of my work week:
Monday, 8 a.m.: Trip to hospital with my dad. Chest pain. He is fine. Not satisfied with a phantom heart attack, he is eating hamburgers and smoking cigarettes almost immediately upon his discharge from the ER.
Tuesday, 12:30 a.m.: Lu pees in bed. 4:30 a.m.: Lu wakes up again with a cough that sounds like the TB ward. We are all up for the day.
Wednesday: kind of normal day.
Thursday, 8:15 a.m.: Headed out the door to Dallas. Can't find keys. Must hit Jason up for ride to airport, derailing his day. Keys turn up in Pie's car, thankfully. 6:25 p.m.: After less than perfect marathon of client meetings, best part of entire day is cheap wine on Southwest flight 168.
Friday: kind of normal day.
Just in case you were wondering.