Friday, January 15, 2016

This Is My Life

The Teenager came down for a couple of nights in order to watch her brother play basketball and to hang out with my mom, who is visiting for the same purpose. 

This morning, I ran to the Hellmouth to pick up the groceries that I will need for the team breakfast that I am hosting tomorrow, and, while I was shopping, I got the following text from The Teenager. 

I died, laughing. 

It was a good way to go. 

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