curiosity

My boy left for Amsterdam without me. He'll be there until Monday, smoking up and eating hash brownies with his guy friends. I miss him miserably and horribly.
Of course, my first words to him when he comes back will be "So tell me about the hash bars."
Parents will be here tomorrow morning, along with two of the dogs. I can't wait to see them. We're having Thanksgiving dinner at the Signature Room in the John Hancock Building, or as us locals like to call it, "The Top of the Cock."

Curi.