My first morning after coming back, I woke up at 5:30am to a man screaming, “No! No! No!” Obviously he had escaped from the nearby hospital. Really. But I am happy to be back. Really. Also, when G asked me last night, “Who made dat?” pointing to the store-bought vegetable soup I was serving him, I lied and told him I did.
Ok, just want everyone to send out positive thoughts that Sashi gets on her Aer Lingus flight tonight and is cleared tomorrow morning so we can bring her home. G for some reason thinks she’ll want to play “choo-choo” with him.
Thank you vodafone, for blessing us with wireless at last.
Loving how poorly Google voice translates voicemail to email: original: “…all they had was instant.” Google voice: “Wally, I was insane.”