The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Coming up on four hours
In fifteen minutes we will have been waiting for four hours. Splott seems just about dead. I think he's dehydrated. Poor little guy...
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