Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Mister Mom

Mark just called looking for Mercer's PJ's .
Mercer was wailing in the background.
I'm sitting on a bed in a hotel room, 2000 miles away- surfing the net - waiting to go to dinner.
And I feel a little lonely because we're not all together and little guilty because I can't help them from here.

I'm sure wine will make me feel better....

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