See, if we were next door neighbors I could call you and you would bring me a bagel, 2 advil and a glass of ice water on a tray and you'd take my kids over to your house for a couple of hours. I wouldn't even have to explain. Then I would cook us a big yummy dinner and we'd eat outside at our big family picnic table and the kids would all be naked and filthy so we'd hose them down right in the front yard. Ok, I'm getting carried away, I could go on all day.
i hope you have recovered, it sounds as if it was indeed worth the pain.
The first time I ventured out to a bar when I lived in Baltimore, I ended the evening with 4 new friends and a party invitation. That doesn't happen in many other places I go.
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And...ummmm...can I live on the other side of you in this idealistic neighborhood of dreams?
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The first time I ventured out to a bar when I lived in Baltimore, I ended the evening with 4 new friends and a party invitation. That doesn't happen in many other places I go.
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