We're driving to Virginia Beach tonight to stay with Laura's parents over Palm Sunday weekend. It's not too bad of a drive, probably five hours. The little people are crazy excited. And Laura is crazy excited to be away from the kids (her class, not the little people).
I'm working on a poem. You'll probably have the misfortune of seeing it here sometime in the future. But, Hey, sometimes life sucks. I also want to get some writing and reading done this weekend. And attend an anticipatory Mass Saturday evening so I can attend my father-in-law's church on Sunday morning.
Gotta run put in another load of laundry and do one more turn in the dishwasher before DW gets home.
And to any thieves who live nearby and who now know we'll be gone - just don't take the iMac, okay? Anything else is yours. Well, I kind of like the TV and DVD player as well. But anything else you can have. Oh, and leave the books alone (not that you are literate, which I suppose makes this paragraph completely unnecessary).
If Laura and I die on the trip - keep the kids together. Call my brother or my sister. And, by all means, get them baptized and catechized. And make sure they know how much we love them.
Sorry about the whole macabre death thing - just textual drool. We'll be fine.
Later, peeps.
Peace be with you.
3 comments:
And also with you.
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Have a nice trip.
DVD players go for as little as $20 now, so don't sweat it if that gets stolen.
We made the trip fine.
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