I experienced rush hour three times this morning — 1) drove Sweetie from home to the airport, 2) raced from the airport to home to retrieve critical paperwork sweetie forgot, 3) raced back toward the airport, ran out of time at about the same time I reached the downtown loop, then detoured south to work in Overland Park. Sigh. UPS Next Day Air is my friend. And Sweetie owes me dinner when he gets back. From Hawaii. (Thus, it would be best if he were laden with fine Kona whole been coffee when he returns.)
Gah!
omglia
March 25, 2008 at 6:27amMy sweetie owes me dinner too! For no reason, though. In fact he doesn’t know yet. đŸ˜›
bevhale
March 25, 2008 at 10:54amI think he owes you a trip to Hawaii. It’s wonderful. You need to go. I love the Big Island best. Kona coast is wonderful. And if he does take you to Hawaii, can I pack myself in one of the bags to go too?
nkcmike
March 25, 2008 at 12:32pmI emphatically agree with Bev!