On and one.

Sep 24, 2002 06:31

Hey Tim, look at this! I wanted to say that, but I didn't finish the energy bar and the words wouldn't form. He wouldn't have noticed anyway, being that his shaggy dog was pulling him further toward the train station.

She waited patiently for her breakfast, just like every other morning. Routines are like that. Every morning is the same. That's why it's called a routine. Of course, some mornings there are little variations. This morning, she wasn't even there when I woke up, but soon after joined me at the computer, patiently waiting.

He stayed here last night. The night before, she told me that she couldn't sleep the whole night knowing there were strangers in the house. Yesterday, I hung up the phone abruptly because she was annoying me with her whiny voice. I called back 15 minutes later and aplogized.

Drinking copious quantities of Beck's Octoberfest isn't helping with the dieting efforts. Skip lunch and replace the calories later with beer. It's not a recommended regime.

What's a Mother to do?


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