Saturday, March 08, 2008

Many Happy Returns

What was most important the day my daughter turned 21?

Nope. Not the flowers.

Definitely not the plate with the peas behind the flowers.

Not even the bottle of scotch.

Try the box of tissues and the yellow pad of paper. Her nose was running and she was writing instead of talking.

She's better now. But I bet she'd like a do-over.

Seems like she just got here, but she's leaving tomorrow morning.

We're going to try to go see The Other Boelyn Girl today.

We watched No Reservations with Ms. Zeta-Jones the other night. Why did they attempt to market this movie as a comedy. It was not funny.

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