Monday, August 29, 2011
I crack myself up
My college boy is having a holiday of sorts in Chicago. I miss him and he's only been gone three days. I wouldn't even normally see him all week but he's six hours away and so I miss him more. Make sense?
Today I took the opportunity to text him:
"Today is the Feast of the martyrdom of St. John the Baptist. Be careful you don't lose your head."
Don't you just wish I was your mother?