Sunday, March 12, 2006

Who Decided Mint Jelly Should Go With Lamb?

In the past calling home from on the road meant listening to one of the girls make various acks, ooohs, bahs and tee-tees. While they grunted and cooed I would try to ask questions, "Are you being a good girl? What was for lunch? Has mommy been drinking? Do you smell smoke? Cat still alive?"

These days I have actual conversations with the girls. Last night's with Allie revolved around her upcoming visit to the doctor on Tuesday. I told her that she was going to get ten shots. . . in the eye. She didn't really buy it but it did seem to creep her out a little. Glad to know I can manage that from more than a thousand miles away.

Julia and I discussed her potty training and Deb had to listen to me complain about my feet. I was up at 3:00 a.m. and worked until 6:00 p.m. I did a lot more walking than I anticipated. Worked up a couple of potential blisters. I didn't eat all day so I ordered meat from room service. Lots of meat. My intestines were (are) packed with lamb, cow and pig. I slept like a man with his intestines packed with lamb, cow and pig.

Today it's back to work. I plan to take a cab rather than walk. But first I'm going to hang around my hotel room a little in the hopes I can get rid of some of this barnyard inside of me.

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