Mac! C'mon kiddo, don't do that to your mom.
I have to admit, a kid-mash-up happened in my mind. CJ to mac - you can run away, but I WILL find you.
Okay, I giggled. That's a great image.
Ugh. Sinus migraine + muscle tension/something out of whack in my neck = can't think.
Oh msbelle, much love to you and mac. I'm sorry the holidays are so rough.
I want a round-necked sweater vest. Does that scream golf too loudly? Also, it needs to be cheaper. Then, argyle.
Suzi, you and CJ should come live with us, you know in our fantasyland.
Oh msbelle. Hoping for better days for you.
Oh, mac. Get it together, kid! I wish he could learn how to run away inside his head.
msbelle, it is only a 14 hour drive between us...
Tjs lasagne is in the oven. What? Don't look at me funny. I cooked breakfast and lunch already today! I swear! Anyway more important than lasagne in the oven is the glass of red wine to hand. And that we finally finished rebuilding Hogwarts after it's unfortunately fall in, um, September.
I'm writing an essay on Chuck D and fear that the whole thing is dripping with unexamined white privilege.