Driving to have dinner (yum!) with my folks and Aunt Elda last night, I called home.
“Daddy, guess what!”
“What?”
“I am so excited about the day after tomorrow!”
Awwww, she’s excited over my coming home … well, tomorrow (at that point), so obviously she got the day wrong …
“Do you know what happens day after tomorrow, Daddy!”
“What?”
She then starts waxing lyrical over …
… well, over Margie’s company picnic, which is down at Elitch Gardens, and she is so freaking excited she’s practically jumping out of her skin.
*Sigh*
Well, it will be fun. And she did tell me she loved me and would never forget me when we signed off. So (a) I’m happy, and (b) I need to get home soon.
Well..
After chatting with MK the other night, I am fairly sure that there will be at least one person really, really happy to have you home. 🙂
😀
And I’ll be in full agreement with her.
YES